It has always been my private conviction that any man who puts his intelligence up against a fish and loses had it coming.
It seems to me that if you or I must choose between two courses of thought or action, we should remember our dying and try so to live that our death brings no pleasure on the world.
Unless a reviewer has the courage to give you unqualified praise, I say ignore the bastard.
The profession of book writing makes horse racing seem like a solid, stable business.
No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.