Tragedy is when I cut my finger. Comedy is when you walk into an open sewer and die.
My pessimism extends to the point of even suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
The man who is swimming against the stream knows the strength of it.
A billion here, a billion there, pretty soon it adds up to real money.
This world is given as the prize for the men in earnest; and that which is true of this world, is truer still of the world to come.
This is the challenge of writing. You have to be very emotionally engaged in what you?re doing, or it comes out flat. You can?t fake your way through this.
He who laughs, lasts!