Twas brillig, and the slithy toves Did gyre and gimble in the wabe: All mimsy were the borogoves, And the mome raths outgrabe.
It's been wonderful for me, and I feel so privileged to have fans that are that loyal.
Grief is like the wake behind a boat. It starts out as a huge wave that follows close behind you and is big enough to swamp and drown you if you suddenly stop moving forward. But if you do keep moving, the big wake will eventually dissipate. And after a long time, the waters of your life get calm again, and that is when the memories of those who have left begin to shine as bright and as enduring as the stars above.
I have always looked at life as a voyage, mostly wonderful, sometimes frightening. In my family and friends I have discovered treasure more valuable than gold.
It's those changes in latitudes, changes in attitudes nothing remains quite the same. With all of our running and all of our cunning, if we couldn't laugh, we would all go insane.
Sail the main course in a simple sturdy craft. Keep her well stocked with short stories and long laughs. Go fast enough to get there but slow enough to see. Moderation seems to be the key.
If there’s a heaven for me, I’m sure it has a beach attached.
And when you're needing your space to do some navigating. . . I' ll be here patiently waiting to see what you find
Donald Trump was very receptive. Funny. Cracked some jokes. And understand it very well. And said he was in that he would work with us.
This profession has fed me creatively and allowed me to have a home life and a private life.
Buffett’s genius was largely a genius of character—of patience, discipline, and rationality.