Is not life in itself a thing of goodness, irrespective of whether the course it takes for us can be called a 'happy' one?
Sainthood is acceptable only in saints.
The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.
I have always wanted to write in such a way that will make people think, Why, I've always thought that but never found the words for it.
Be fond of the man who jests at his scars, if you like; but never believe he is being on the level with you.
You slam a politician, you make out he's the devil, with horns and hoofs. But his wife loves him, and so did all his mistresses.
I hated the bangs in the war: I always felt a silent war would be more tolerable.
It was a silver cow. But when I say 'cow', don't go running away with the idea of some decent, self-respecting cudster such as you may observe loading grass into itself in the nearest meadow. This was a sinister, leering, Underworld sort of animal, the kind that would spit out of the side of its mouth for twopence.
At the finish of the effect look at the audience: if they have gone white in the face, froth at the mouth with excitement,shake at the knees or get down on the floor and salaam you-it is quite a fair trick.
In other words: It seems to me that I will always be happy in the place where I am not. Or, more bluntly: Wherever I am not is the place where I am myself. Or else, taking the bull by the horns: Anywhere out of the world.
It has been observed, [that for the federal government] to coerce the States is one of the maddest projects that was ever devised.