I think remorse ought to stop biting the consciences that feed it.

Some tortures are physical And some are mental, But the one that is both Is dental.

Middle-age is when you're sitting at home on a Saturday night and the telephone rings and you hope it isn't for you.

I would live all my life in nonchalance and insouciance, were it not for making living, which is rather a nouciance.

The door of a bigoted mind opens outwards so that the only result of the pressure of facts upon it is to close it more snugly.

Happiness is having a scratch for every itch.

Behold the Zebra on the plains, And shudder at his mighty manes!

The bed is a bundle of paradoxes: we go to it with reluctance, yet we quit it with regret; we make up our minds every night to leave it early, but we make up our bodies every morning to keep it late.

When I remember bygone days I think how evening follows morn So many I loved were not yet dead, So many I love were not yet born.

Whenever you're wrong, admit it; Whenever you're right, shut up.

Marriage is the alliance of two people, one of whom never remembers birthdays and the other who never forgets them.

It is important for us to remember that black people have been patriotic and have fought for that American dream in every American war.

I'm very connected to the story, the history, and the trauma people experience.

Woody Allen sets are very quiet. Extraordinary sense of power from a man who doesn't do anything except just stand there.

We can't cure a shortage by increasing the supply.

It's easy to have faith when everything is going great. The real test of faith is when you're facing something that only your faith in God will get you through.

A microscopic phantom of the universe; this is all that we are able to be.

It is a power stronger than will. Could a stone escape from the laws of gravity? Impossible. Impossible, for evil to form an alliance with good.

Emotions are a critical source of information for learning.

My flowery and green age was passing away, and I feeling a chill in the fires had been wasting my heart, for I was drawing near the hillside above the grave.

My sensibility steers me toward writers who are out on their own.