I meditate and put on a rubber tire with three bottles of beer. Most of the time I just sit picking my nose and thinking.

In the present, every day is a miracle.

Real rebels are rarely anything but second rate outside their rebellion the drain of time and temper is ruinous to any other accomplishment.

A cynic is just a man who found out when he was ten that there wasn't any Santa Claus, and he's still upset.

Because in fact I only lived to write, see no sense in life, have only forced interests, wish every night, not urgently but quite definitely I could just not wake up tomorrow.

Bailey might not have great intelligence or abilities, but his whole aim, thought and study was that of the born leader--to look out for himself and he did it with that born-leader's confidence and intensity that draws along the ordinary uncertain man, who soon confuses his own interest and his own safety with that of the leader.

A cynic is just a man who found out when he was about ten that there wasn't any Santa Claus, and he's still upset. Yes, there'll be more war and soon, I don't doubt. There always has been. There'll be deaths and disappointments and failures. When they come, you meet them.

Be virtuous and you'll be happy Nonsense Be happy and you'll begin to be virtuous.

When you can, always advise people to do what you see they really want to do. Doing what they want to do, they may succeed doing what they don't want to do, they won't