My mother was the making of me.
I never failed once. It just happened to be a 2000-step process.
An idea is something that won't work unless you do.
There is no subsitute for hard work.
I cannot believe in the immortality of the soul. No, all this talk of an existence for us, as individuals, beyond the grave is wrong. It is born of our tenacity of life - our desire to go on living - our dread of coming to an end.
To do much clear thinking a person must arrange for regular periods of solitude when they can concentrate and indulge the imagination without distraction.