It is dull, Son of Adam, to drink without eating, " said the Queen presently. "What would you like best to eat?""Turkish Delight, please, your Majesty, " said Edmund.

You are never too old to set another goal or to dream a new dream.

Failures are finger posts on the road to achievement.

I know lots of people who are educated far beyond their intelligence.

It's difficult to think anything but pleasant thoughts while eating a homegrown tomato.

There's no such thing as being too Southern.

The game of life is a lot like football. You have to tackle your problems, block your fears, and score your points when you get the opportunity.

Baptists never make love standing up. They're afraid someone might see them and think they're dancing.

It's better to have died a small child than to be a politician who gets caught in a scandal during a slow news month.

You call to a dog and a dog will break its neck to get to you. Dogs just want to please. Call to a cat and its attitude is, 'What's in it for me?'

Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and give her a house.

As night falls silently all around, She carefully turns the last page.

You touched my heart...ever so softlyand I realizedtears had never been...merely saltand the rainOh the Rain!had never been merely water.

Open confession of dictatorship is far less dangerous than sham democracy. One can defend oneself against the former

Violent means will give violent freedom. That would be a menace to the world and to India herself.

All the time, I've felt that life is a wager and that I probably was getting more out of leading a bohemian existence as a writer than I would have if I didn't.

It's such a strange combination that I'd be unhappy to make anything like that without Landis directing.

We should like to have some towering geniuses, to reveal us to ourselves in color and fire.

Deep in my heart I know my future soul mate is not waiting for me online.

I was suffering from a peculiar and persistent sense that I was being pursued, and also the conviction that under the political order of the times, our lives had no meaning.

Ovid lies here, the poet, skilled in love's gentle sport; By his own talents he worked his undoing. Oh, you who pass by, if ever you have loved, Think it not a burden to wish him calm repose.