This is the land of Narnia,' said the Faun, 'where we are now; all that lies between the lamp-post and the great castle of Cair Paravel on the eastern sea.

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.

The advice of the elders to young men is very apt to be as unreal as a list of the hundred best books.

Accepting the absurdity of everything around us is one step, a necessary experience: it should not become a dead end. It arouses a revolt that can become fruitful

The first law of intelligent tinkering is to save all the parts

We don't see things as they are, we see them as we ... believe me naïve or innocent, who has the courage to treat me like a woman.

If you say "the economy," you show you're stupid. There's no such thing as the economy. There is not a unity between the forces of production and the relations of production.

Never aim to be proactive with your day. That way, if you end up getting stuff done, you’re never disappointed.

All good virtues and goodness itself will gradually find their true home in the heart in which love dwells, and all other qualities will wither and die

Weigh the situation, then move.

These passions of soul, these conflicts so fierce, will cease, and be repressed by the casting of a little dust.

I don't ask myself what did I live for, said Carlene strongly. That is a man's question. I ask whom did I live for.