The Surest Way Of Winning

In The Past Few Years, I Have Made A Thrilling Discovery ... That Until One Is Over Sixty, One Can Never Really Learn The Secret Of Living. One Can Then Begin To Live, Not Simply With The Intense Part Of Oneself, But With One's Entire Being.

The Only Difference Between A Rut And A Grave Are The Dimensions.

She Must Face Her Grief Where The Struggle Is Always Hardest-in The Place Where Each Trivial Object Is Attended By Pleasant Memories.

Theories Have Nothing To Do With Life.

First, I Was An Idealist (that Was Early - Fools Are Born, Not Made, You Know); Next I Was A Realist; Now I Am A Pessimist, And, By Jove! If Things Get Much Worse I'll Become A Humorist.