It is fortunate that each generation does not comprehend its own ignorance. We are thus enabled to call our ancestors barbarous.

The excellence of a gift lies in its appropriateness rather than in its value

Goodness comes out of people who bask in the sun, as it does out of a sweet apple roasted before the fire.

Lettuce is like conversation; it must be fresh and crisp, so sparkling that you scarcely notice the bitter in it.

There is no moment of delight in any pilgrimage like the beginning of it.

To own a bit of ground, to scratch it with a hoe, to plant seeds, and watch the renewal of life - this is the commonest delight of the race, the most satisfactory thing a man can do.

Mud-pies gratify one of our first and best instincts. So long as we are dirty, we are pure.

A cynic might suggest as the motto of modern life this simple legend-"just as good as the real.

Perhaps nobody ever accomplishes all that he feels lies in him to do; but nearly every one who tries his power touches the walls of his being.

Nature is, in fact, a suggester of uneasiness, a promoter of pilgrimages and of excursions of the fancy which never come to any satisfactory haven.

People always overdo the matter when they attempt deception.

Life is too short to waste being a productive member of society.

Personally, my taste is towards development of a character, as well as the resolution of a story plot. I like to find both, if I can.

My ultimate goal will be my being told in a Penthouse letter that I can frame.

Where the real world changes into simple images, the simple images become real beings and effective motivations of hypnotic behavior.

A woman of 40 or 50 or 60 can take estrogen replacements, get facelifts, spend her money in bars.

You are not paid to work hard. In fact, you are not paid for effort at all. You are paid for results. It's not what you do; it's what you get done.

Don't expect the future to look like the past. Clear away expectations, and let yourself picture a wild, grand new world.

Things move very slowly in politics. We seem to fight the same wars over and over again.

We [people] may enjoy this fleeting beauty [of life] for such a brief instance. And then we are compost. G - , the creator-destroyer, certainly has a strange sense of humor!

If America ever passes out as a great nation, we ought to put on our tombstone: America died from a delusion she had Moral Leadership.