I have done all that I came into this world to do. I have worked task work, and have the rest of the day to myself.

Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

I always arrive late at the office, but I make up for it by leaving early.

How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

A poor relation—is the most irrelevant thing in nature.

How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?

For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

All this hurrying from place to place won’t bring you any relief, for you’re traveling in the company of your own emotions, followed by your troubles all the way.

No pessimist discovered the secrets of the stars or sailed to an uncharted land or opened a new heaven to the human spirit

It's hard to make things right for everyone.""But if everybody helped just one person, lots of people would get helped.

The cool thing about reading is that when you read a short story or you read something that takes your mind and expands where your thoughts can go, that's powerful.

Gorbachevism, carried out by mediocre but ambitious party bureaucrats, is an attempt not only to outdo the people but also the objective laws of human society.

This directing thing just sort of fell my way and landed in my lap.

Give the vote to the people who have no property, and they will sell them to the rich, who will be able to buy them.

Between certainty and the real, an ancient enmity.

Western music is arguably America's greatest contribution to the 20th century, cultural or otherwise.

Once the rockets are up, who cares where they come down?