Have you ever considered what anxious thought, what consummate knowledge of human nature, what dearly-bought experiences go into the making of an advertisement?

To read of human depravity in the police reports is one thing, to see it fall like a black shadow across one's life is another.

I believe half of the unhappiness in life comes from people being afraid to go straight at things.

What is a logical mind?... It is the antiseptic which destroys the bacilli of unreason whereby true happiness is vivified.

Women are cats ... and love to scratch even those they're fond of. Sometimes the more they love them the harder they scratch.

Women are women and can't help themselves.

Every man's first declaration of love is bathos--the zenith of his passion connoting perhaps the nadir of his intelligence.

In France the men all live in cafes, the children are all put out to nurse, and the women, saving the respect of mademoiselle -- well, the less said about them the better.

Don't be a genius, my son, it isn't good for anybody.

Children are the root of all evil.... Happy the man who has his quiver empty.

I think love is serious. It's like an invention: sometimes it lies deep down inside you, great and quiet--and at other times it racks you and keeps you from sleeping.

No wrong in aiming or applauding the win but always agnize one's efforts.

The church must be involved in all the seven spheres of life extending the virtues and principles of the kingdom of God

Ideas are just a multiplier of execution.

I believe our only hope for the future is to adopt a new conception of human ecology, one in which we start to reconstitute our concept of the richness in human capacity.

A warrior knows that his days are few which leads him to an intense experience of life that is unknown to others.

Socialism has been preached for so long, the British people no longer have any sense of personal responsibility.

Wimps lift Weights, Cheerleaders lift People

It is not for nothing that artists have called their works the children of their brains and likened the pains of production to the pains of childbirth.

Would the cook were o' my mind!