I was afraid I wrote neither well enough nor ill enough for success.

The best defense is a confusing offense.

In my imagination, this world is an amazingly beautiful, peaceful, loving and kind.

We don't have a good legal justification for breaking up the banking system. But if I could wave a magic wand, I'd break up the banking system.

It is a lazy public which promotes a slothful and irresponsible theater.

It's easier to swoon in pious dreams Than do good actions.

Obviously, everyone loves someone who appreciates you and puts you on a pedestal.

The insolence of base minds in success is boundless; and would scarce admit of a comparison, did not they themselves furnish us with one in the degrees of their abjection when evil returns upon them.

It's my job, it's what I do, it's what I'm on earth to do and it's who I am.

It was a dream world, a kind of Alice in Wonderland, with its kings and queens, princes and princesses, and our millions of loyal subjects. But it wasn't real, and it couldn't last.

Some people dote on contemplating disasters.