A women knows how to keep quiet when she is in the right, whereas a man, when he is in the right, will keep on talking.

We always keep God waiting while we admit more importunate suitors.

Our expression and our words never coincide, which is why the animals don't understand us.

The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.

The idealist walks on tiptoe, the materialist on his heels.

The family is a court of justice which never shuts down for night or day.

In the distance, the gestures of animals look human, the gestures of human beings bestial.

The mind gets distracted in all sorts of ways. The heart is its own exclusive concern and diversion.

We sometimes laugh from ear to ear, but it would be impossible for a smile to be wider than the distance between our eyes.

Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.

Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.

I think here I will leave you. It has come to seemthere is no perfect ending.Indeed, there are infinite endings.Or perhaps, once one begins, there are only endings.

I have nothing against turkey. We eat turkey for Thanksgiving in my house.

There is, I conceive, no contradiction in believing that mind is at once the cause of matter and of the development of individualised human minds through the agency of matter

Integrationists are delighted to live in a democratic country where the rule of law prevails, whereas chauvinists wish to import the customs of the Middle East and South Asia.

If I'm not working, I'm not happy. That's it. That's the prerequisite for me for happiness.

A man who can be entertaining for a full day will be in his grave by night-fall.

You can have brilliant ideas, but if you can't get them across, your ideas won't get you anywhere.

The secret to perseverance is a simple one: have a bigger commitment to getting the job done than to attempting to control your inner feelings and sensations.

It sure gives me faith and a wonderful feeling to know how many fans and friends are wanting me well again.

I lived in an attached house. My father used to drive into the wrong driveway all the time. He'd say, Damn it, how do you tell one of these houses from another?