Someday death will take us to another star.
The diseases that we civilized people labor under most are melancholy and pessimism.
Let’s not forget that the little emotions are the great captains of our lives and we obey them without realizing it.
So let us go forward quietly, each on his own path, forever making for the light.
Success is sometimes the outcome of a whole string of failures.
The uglier, older, meaner, iller, poorer I get, the more I wish to take my revenge by doing brilliant color, well arranged, resplendent.