To truly forgive is to allow the other person to forget.

Perhaps I have lived my life to excess, but know what — if I had it to do over again, I would overdo it again.

All your life you pretend to be someone else, and it turns out that you were someone else pretending to be you.

That portion of reality that can be composed within a frame can be understood.

I regret less the road not taken than my all-fired hurry along the road I took.

I guess, when you get down to it, a loving touch compensates for an unskilled hand about everywhere except in an airplane cockpit.

Where you find quality, you will find a craftsman, not a quality-control expert.