For my part, I think that the mystery is always greatest where there is the most - emptiness.

it is strange, is it not, how an accident of millimeter here, a millimeter there, makes one face so important.

Some people drink deeply from the fountain of knowledge. Others just gargle.

Screw it. Let's do it.

Everyone dies whether one is good in their lifetime or evil in their lifetime. So virtue has no payback. Life is meaningless. When you die, you die!

I said to Heart, "How goes it?" Heart replied: "Right as a Ribstone Pippin!" But it lied.

My eyesight is not nearly as good. My hearing is probably going away. My memory is slipping too. But I'm still around.

It is clear that no one will achieve any kind of objective through the force of violence, and that no one will make Spaniards yield to threats of guns, whoever may be holding them

Instability of temper ought to be checked when it disposes men to wander from one scheme to another: since such a fickleness cannot but be attended with fatal consequences.

The musquetos continue to infest us in such manner that we can scarcely exist. My dog even howls with the torture he experiences.

We wouldn't need any job training centers if our education was working in the first place.

I'm damn near 37 years old, and I'm jumping up and down on the bed like my 10-year-old. I was a wild man