I'd like to get away from earth awhile And then come back to it and begin over. May no fate wilfully misunderstand me And half grant what I wish and snatch me away Not to return. Earth's the right place for love: I don't know where it's likely to go better.

Loyalty is that for the lack of which your gang will shoot you without benefit of trial by jury.

Only where love and need are one, And the work is play for mortal stakes Is the deed ever truly done For Heaven and the future's sakes

Lovers, forget your love And list to the love of these She a window flower And he a winter breeze.

Americans are like a rich father who wishes he knew how to give his son the hardships that made him rich.

The worst disease which can afflict executives in their work is not, as popularly supposed, alcoholism; it's egotism.

Don't be agnostic - be something.