I suspect that hunger was my mother.

There is nothing strictly immortal, but immortality. Whatever hath no beginning may be confident of no end.

The flying rumours gather'd as the roll'd, Scarce any tale was sooner heard than told; And all who told it added something new. And all who heard it made enlargements too.

Whoever wants to reach a distant goal must take small steps.

Great is journalism. Is not every able editor a ruler of the world, being the persuader of it?

And none speaks false, when there in none to hear.

We blame fate for other accidents, but we feel personally responsible when we make a hole in one.

The very room, coz she was in, Seemed warm f'om floor to ceilin'.

Talk to him of Jacob's ladder, and he would ask the number of the steps.

... it's a sort of bloom on a woman. If you have it you don't need to have anything else; and if you don't have it, it doesn't much matter what else you have.

We are now in the third stage of the industrial revolution. The first involved machines which extended human muscle; the second used machines to extend the human nervous system ; the third is now utilizing machines which extend the human mind-computers. About half of all service workers will be involved in collecting, analyzing, synthesizing, structuring, storing, or retrieving information... By 1995, 80 percent of all management will be "knowledge workers.".

Accuracy is to a newspaper what virtue is to a lady, but a newspaper can always print a retraction.

Here may we reign secure, and in my choice To reign is worth ambition, though in Hell. Better to reign in hell than serve in heaven.

When rosy plumelets tuft the larch, And rarely pipes the mounted thrush.

A murderer and a villain, A slave that is not twentieth part the tithe Of your precedent lord, a vice of kings, A cutpurse of the empire and the rule, That from a shelf the precious diadem stole And put it in his pocket--

Hard as it may appear in individual cases, dependent poverty ought to be held disgraceful.

Palm Sunday I had no God but these, The sacerdotal trees, And they uplifted me, "I hung upon a Tree." The sun and moon I saw, And reverential awe Subdued me day and night, "I am the perfect light." Within a lifeless stone -- All other gods unknown -- I sought Divinity, "The Corner-stone am I." For sacrificial feast I slaughtered man and beast, Red recompense to gain. "So I a Lamb was slain." "Yea, such My hungering Grace That whereso'er My face Is hidden, none may grope Beyond eternal Hope.".

He who enjoys doing and enjoys what he has done is happy.

If I had no sense of humor, I would long ago have committed suicide.

Dishonesty, cowardice and duplicity are never impulsive.