If in my youth I had realized that the sustaining splendour of beauty of with which I was in love would one day flood back into my heart there to ignite a flame that would torture me without end how gladly would I have put out the light in my eyes.

It is well that war is so terrible. We should grow too fond of it.

I don't generally feel anything until noon then it's time for my nap.

It's the good loser who finally loses out.

I never gave anybody hell! I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

There are no mistakes. The events we bring upon ourselves no matter how unpleasant are necessary in order to learn what we need to learn, whatever steps we take they're necessary to reach the places we've chosen to go.

War is a poor chisel to carve out tomorrow.

To feel our ills is one thing but to cure them is another.

There is nothing new in art except talent.

It seems like every time you come up something happens to bring you back down.

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