That is what war is and dancing it is forward and back, when one is out walking one wants not to go back the way they came but in dancing and in war it is forward and back.

Whoever said money can't buy happiness didn't know where to shop

Everybody gets so much information all day long that they lose their common sense.

A vegetable garden in the beginning looks so promising and then after all little by little it grows nothing but vegetables, nothing, nothing but vegetables.

You'll be old and you never lived, and you kind of feel silly to lie down and die and to never have lived, to have been a job chaser and never have lived.

You are all a lost generation.

America is my country and Paris is my hometown.

In the morning there is meaning, in the evening there is feeling.

Love: the skillful audacity required to share an inner life.

What was the use of my having come from Oakland it was not natural to have come from there yes write about it if I like or anything if I like but not there, there is no there there.

That is what you are. That's what you all are...All of you young people who served in the war. You are a lost generation.

The 1920s are the decade that signaled the arrival of a gift that still means a lot to us: Saturday.

I'm a DJ. I get the party started.

I used to sing when I was younger. I left it alone for a long time, 'cause I was like, I don't even know if I know how to sing for real.

The most reliable predictor of not being lonely is the amount of contact with women. Time spent with men doesn't make a difference.

Our natures are a lot like oil, mix us with anything else, and we strive to swim on top.

Maybe your stature as a fly fisherman isn't determined by how big a trout you can catch, but by how small a trout you can catch without being disappointed.

We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us.

Being a Christian... is a character which I prize far above all this world has or can boast.

The apostles were moved, not so much by an intellectual apprehension, as by a spiritual illumination. They met men, and the need of those men whom they met cried aloud to them.

The Romans held Britain from the invasion of Julius Caesar till their voluntary withdrawal from the island, A.D. 420,- that is, about five hundred years.