And were an epitaph to be my story I'd have a short one ready for my own. I would have written of me on my stone: I had a lover's quarrel with the world.

I don't like to see things on purpose. I like them to soak in. A friend . . . asked me to go to the top of the Empire State Building once, and I told him that he shouldn't treat New York as a sight-it's feeling, an emotional experience. And the same with every place else.

Keep all ur troubles in ur own pocket. But, make sure that the pocket has a hole!

The only way out is to go through

Take care to sell your horse before he dies. The art of life is passing losses on.

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

The reason why worry kills more people than work is that more people worry than work.