Many's the long night I've dreamed of cheese--toasted mostly.

A good conscience is eight parts of courage.

Every man is his own doctor of divinity, in the last resort.

To know what you like is the beginning of wisdom and of old age. Youth is wholly experimental. The essence and charm of that unquiet and delightful epoch is ignorance of self as well as ignorance of life.

An aspiration is a joy forever, a possession as solid as a landed estate.

Since hate poisons the soul, don't cherish enmities or grudges: avoid people who make you unhappy.

A man met a lad weeping. "What do you weep for?" he asked. "I am weeping for my sins," said the lad. "You must have little to do," said the man. The next day, they met again. Once more the lad was weeping. "Why do you weep now?" asked the man. "I am weeping because I have nothing to eat," said the lad. "I thought it would come to that," said the man.