Some people are so used to experiencing stress that they don't remember what life was like without it.
Success is like winning the sweepstakes or getting killed in an automobile crash. It always happens to somebody else.
You want to fall in love with a shoe, go ahead. A shoe can't love you back, but, on the other hand, a shoe can't hurt you too deeply either. And there are so many nice-looking shoes.
The head coach don't want no sissies, so he reads to us from something called Ulysses.
A committee is a group of individuals who all put in a perfectly good color, and it comes out gray.
I had moved out of the Edison Hotel because I couldn't pay the bill and was living at the Lincoln Hotel, where I couldn't pay the bill either, but it was cheaper.
Do not make a stingy sandwich; pile the cold cuts high; so you should see salami coming through the rye.
The new America, instead, is fast becoming a vast ghetto in which all of us, conservatives and progressives, are being bled dry by a relatively tiny oligarchy of extremely clever financial criminals and their castrato henchmen in government, whose job is to be good actors on TV and put on a good show.
If in fact the conservation and complexification of novelty is what the universe is striving for, then suddenly our own human enterprise, previously marginalized, takes on an immense new importance.
Once again. . . welcome to my house. Come freely. Go safely; and leave something of the happiness you bring.
It must never be forgotten that nothing that is really great in this world has ever been achieved by coalitions, but that it has always been the success of a single victor. Coalition successes bear by the very nature of their origin the germ of future crumbling, in fact of the loss of what has already been achieved. Great, truly world-shaking revolutions of a spiritual nature are not even conceivable and realizable except as the titanic struggles of individual formations, never as enterprises of coalitions.