Enemies, as well as lovers, come to resemble each other over a period of time.

There's no point in burying a hatchet if you're going to put up a marker on the site.

What is much harder to handle is the sense that you have to live up to the mark someone else has set for you. The grades become too important, the competition too frantic, the fear of disappointing those who believe in you turns into an overwhelming nightmare.

Regret for the things we did can be tempered by time; it is regret for the things we did not do that is inconsolable.

When I hear somebody sigh, 'Life is hard,' I am always tempted to ask, 'Compared to what?'

History repeats itself, but in such cunning disguise that we never detect the resemblance until the damage is done.

Nobody can be so amusingly arrogant as a young man who has just discovered an old idea and thinks it is his own.