If man were relieved of all superstition, and all prejudice, and had replaced these with a keen sensitivity to his real environment, and moreover had achieved a level of communication so simplified that one syllable could express his every thought, then he would have achieved the level of intelligence already achieved by his dog.

If you think that someone is out to steal everything you have, you're either paranoid or a member of the middle class.

It is not only possible to be the person you pretend to be, but there is less effort involved.

The trouble with 'a place for everything and everything in its place' is that there's always more everything than places.

You can bear your troubles or shrug them off. They're your shoulders.

The road to success is not a path you find, but a trail you blaze.

Nothing in life means anything unless someone cares, and the whole trick is to keep being that someone.