The Earth is just too small and fragile a basket for the human race to keep all its eggs in.

I believe in the honest craft of workmen.

If a grasshopper tries to fight a lawnmower, one may admire his courage but not his judgement.

Customs tell a man who he is, where he belongs, what he must do. Better illogical customs than none; men cannot live together without them.

An armed man need not fight.

Please don't invent a debt that does not exist, or next you will be trying to feel gratitude - and that is the treacherous first step toward complete moral degradation.

It's up to the artist to use language that can be understood, not hide it in some private code... obscurity is usually the refuge of incompetence.