How often when they find a sage, As sweet as Socrates or Plato; They hand him hemlock for his wage, Or bake him like a sweet potato!

Honesty is a good thing, but it is not profitable to its possessor unless it is kept under control.

I get up in the morning with an idea for a three-volume novel and by nightfall it's a paragraph in my column.

Happiness is the interval between periods of unhappiness.

The greatest men of a nation are those it puts to death.

All I did was sit on the riverbank handing out river water. After I'm gone, I trust you will notice the river.

I don't want dainty little moments of insight ...