A gentleman can live through anything.

The clock tick-tocked, solemn and profound. It might have been the dry pulse of the decaying house itself, after a while it whirred and cleared its throat and struck six times.

A man is the sum of his misfortunes. One day you'd think misfortune would get tired but then time is your misfortune

Riches is nothing in the face of the Lord, for He can see into the heart.

Pointless. . . . Like giving caviar to an elephant.

I love Virginians because Virginians are all snobs and I like snobs. A snob has to spend so much time being a snob that he has little time left to meddle with you.

There is something about jumping a horse over a fence, something that makes you feel good. Perhaps it's the risk, the gamble. In any event it's a thing I need.