I'll fares the land to hastening ills of prey Where wealth accumulates and men decay.

Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.

Blame where you must, be candid where you can, And be each critic the Good-natured Man.

To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.

One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title page, another works away at the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index.

People seldom improve when they have no other model but themselves to copy.

I love everything that's old, - old friends, old times, old manners, old books, old wine.

A man who leaves home to mend himself and others is a philosopher; but he who goes from country to country, guided by the blind impulse of curiosity, is a vagabond.

Ridicule has always been the enemy of enthusiasm, and the only worthy opponent to ridicule is success.

Ceremonies are different in every country, but true politeness is everywhere the same.

Life is a journey that must be traveled no matter how bad the roads and accommodations.

I was once a man, not a great man, not a saintly man, but a good man, and a man nonetheless.

When we did art with the kids, the demons would lie down.

I was quite possibly in the midst of losing my mind. I needed to get away from people until I figured out if I actually was losing my mind.

He could still escape—the fear was in front of him, and all he had to do was wrench free and run in the other direction. But he kept walking forward, straight into its embrace.

We know more about war than we know about peace, more about killing than we know about living.

A fictionalised memoir of my father would be a failure as a novel.

Reactionary: One who wants the rules enforced so nobody can take his pile away from him the way he got it from others.

Basically, every character I've ever played, I've based entirely on internal conflict. And I love doing that, because I think it's very human.

I can accomplish far more than I have, and I will, for why would the miracle which produced me end with my birth? Why can I not extend that miracle to my deeds of today?

Talking, is a digestive process which is absolutely essential to the mental constitution of the man who devours many books.