As we grow older, our bodies get shorter and our anecdotes longer.
~ Robert Quillen
You aren't really old until nothing is fun enough to make you forget the weather.
There are glimpses of heaven to us in every act, or thought, or word, that raises us above ourselves.
If we wish to make a new world we have the material ready. The first one, too, was made out of chaos.
Discussion is an exchange of knowledge an argument an exchange of ignorance.
Great art is never produced for its own sake. It is too difficult to be worth the effort.
