Tell me not in mournful numbers, Life is but an empty dream!For the soul is dead that slumbers, And things are not what they seem.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting.

Art is long, and Time is fleeting, And our hearts, though stout and brave, Still, like muffled drums, are beatingFuneral marches to the grave.

The film is the first art form capable of demonstrating how matter plays tricks on man.

I praise the Frenchman his remark was shrewd - "How sweet how passing sweet is solitude." But grant me still a friend in my retreat Whom I may whisper - Solitude is sweet.

Good deeds never go unpunished.

In human affairs, the best stimulus for running ahead is to have something we must run from.

As we have seen, bread, and especially dry bread, evokes secretion of considerably larger quantities of saliva than meat.

Mothers-in-law do not make good house pets. Once I had the most wonderful dream -- I dreamed that mothers-in-law cost money and I couldn't afford one.

More than anything, it was the blue dolphins that took me back home.

I look back on my years as a Wall Street lawyer as time spent in a foreign country.

The world has always been betrayed by decent men with bad ideals.

I think it is really, really important that those of us who have deep faith lives don't feel that we could just substitute our own views for everybody else in society, regardless of their views.