Why does man kill? He kills for food. And not only food: frequently there must be a beverage.
I'm short enough and ugly enough to succeed on my own.
I don't know enough to be incompetent.
Heaven knows, we all make mistakes. That's life - and chess.
We are all interested in the future, for that is where you and I are going to spend the rest of our lives.
We laughed over it, and Hemingway punched me in the mouth.