All human happiness is sensuous happiness.

Besides the noble art of getting things done, there is the noble art of leaving things undone. The wisdom of life consists in the elimination of non-essentials.

No one realizes how beautiful it is to travel until he comes home and rests his head on his old, familiar pillow.

Happiness has always seemed like a bluebird, and consists of moments.

A man who has to be punctually at a certain place at five o'clock has the whole afternoon ruined for him already.

Those who are wise won't be busy, and those who are too busy can't be wise.

When Small men begin to cast big shadows, it means that the sun is about to set.

Neckties strangle clear thinking.

Hope is like a road in the country; there was never a road, but when many people walk on it, the road comes into existence.

There is so much to love and to admire in this life that it is an act of ingratitude not to be happy and content in this existence.

I have a hankering to go back to the Orient and discard my necktie. Neckties strangle clear thinking.

Pain has been never been a gain... it has been the thing which stops people.

A lot of businesses would rather make an extra dollar than to save a soul. If greed isn't evil, what else would we call it?

There are so many things in life I hope to experience and attend, but so many more I'm hoping that I miss.

CRITICISM'' is a first step of a Success

How often does a guy who lives and breathes baseball meet a woman who loves the game and understands it as well as he?

I know what I have to do, and I'm going to do whatever it takes. If I do it, I'll come out a winner, and it doesn't matter what anyone else does.

If we're going to ask our kids at age 18 to go off to war and die for their country, I don't see any problem with asking them at age 16 to think about what that might mean.

The more man becomes irradiated with Divinity, the more, not the less, truly he is man.

When my father was arrested, we didn't know where they had him. My mother found him at the house of torture. It was called Villa Triste.

Seeing Cubism paintings at the Beaubourg makes me very happy and also old films.