One man's Mede is another man's Persian.

This night methinks is but the daylight sick.

Not to laugh, not to lament, not to curse, but to understand.

The only alliance I would make with the Women's Liberation Movement is in bed.

The world is full of people who have never, since childhood, met an open doorway with an open mind.

When the English language gets in my way, I walk over it.

The means-and-ends moralists, or non-doers, always end up on their ends without any means.

It is not enough that I should succeed. Others must fail.

Steady movement is more important than speed, much of the time. So long as there is a regular progression of stimuli to get your mental hooks into, there is room for lateral movement. Once this begins, its rate is a matter of discretion.