Having lost sight of our objectives, we redoubled our efforts.

There's no easy quick way out, we're gonna have to live through our whole lives, win, lose, or draw.

There is no need to sally forth, for it remains true that those things which make us human are, curiously enough, always close at hand. Resolve, then, that on this very ground, with small flags waving and tiny blasts on tiny trumpets, we shall meet the enemy, and not only may he be ours, he may be us.

Flattery looks like friendship, just like a wolf looks like a dog. Food for thought is no substitute for the real thing.

What's good about March? Well, for one thing, it keeps February and April apart.

Women aren't as mere as they used to be.

Eventually every man gotta face the problem of tryin' to figger if it's worthwhile to prove that he is himself.