Summer, as my friend Coleridge waggishly writes, has set in with its usual severity.

Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

I always arrive late at the office, but I make up for it by leaving early.

How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

A poor relation—is the most irrelevant thing in nature.

How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?

For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

More likely drinking Coca-Cola... than water will be a symmetry...

The good things that belong to prosperity are to be wished but the good things that belong to adversity are to be admired.

When people show me pictures of their kids, it's okay. But when I give them a picture of me, to show to their kids, I'm weird. What kind of one way street is that?

Courage, my boy! that is the complexion of virtue.

Good writers define reality; bad ones merely restate it.

A full-blooded encounter for a number of reasons, many of them illegitimate.

Clausius and Darwin cannot both be right.

The poets and philosophers before me discovered the unconscious; what I discovered was the scientific method by which the unconscious can be studied.

Blowin' up is nothing to me.

Exercise humility and restraint.