I decided to dub the room with the good chairs my lutery. Or perhaps my performatory. I would need a while to come up with something suitably pretentious.
What I look forward to is continued immaturity followed by death.
Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.
Take the folks at Coca-Cola. For many years, they were content to sit back and make the same old carbonated beverage. It was a good beverage, no question about it; generations of people had grown up drinking it and doing the experiment in sixth grade where you put a nail into a glass of Coke and after a couple of days the nail dissolves and the teacher says: Imagine what it does to your TEETH! So Coca-Cola was solidly entrenched in the market, and the management saw no need to improve.
Scientists tell us that the fastest animal in the world, with a speed of 120 mph, is a cow dropped out of a helicopter.
A perfect parent is a person with excellent child-rearing theories and no actual children.
Your hand and your mouth agreed many years ago that, as far as chocolate is concerned, there is no need to involve your brain.
As you get older, the pickings get slimmer, but the people don't.
There is an ill-breeding to which, whatever our rank and nature, we are almost equally sensitive, the ill-breeding that comes from want of consideration for others.
All this worldly wisdom was once the unamiable heresy of some wise man.
It is a good morning exercise for a research scientist to discard a pet hypothesis every day before breakfast. It keeps him young.