The Rain Fell Alike Upon The Just

You See, Money To You Means Freedom; To Me It Means Bondage.

There Are Times When I Look Over The Various Parts Of My Character With Perplexity. I Recognize That I Am Made Up Of Several Persons And That The Person That At The Moment Has The Upper Hand Will Inevitably Give Place To Another. But Which Is The Real One? All Of Them Or None?

The Secret To Life Is Meaningless Unless You Discover It Yourself.

The Trouble With Young Writers Is That They Are All In Their Sixties.

Common Sense And Nature Will Do A Lot To Make The Pilgrimage Of Life Not Too Difficult.