Hunting is now to most of us a game, whose relish seems based upon some mystic remembrance, in the blood, of ancient days when to hunter as well as hunted it was a matter of life and death.

The ego is willing but the machine cannot go on. It's the last thing a man will admit, that his mind ages.

When liberty exceeds intelligence, it begets chaos, which begets dictatorship.

Nature smiles at the union of freedom and equality in our utopias. For freedom and equality are sworn and everlasting enemies, and when one prevails the other dies.

Nothing is often a good thing to do and always a good thing to say.

The great snare of thought is uncritical acceptance of irrational assumptions.

Forget mistakes. Forget failure. Forget everything except what you're going to do now and do it. Today is your lucky day