I daresay one profits more by the mistakes one makes off one's own bat than by doing the right thing on somebody's else advice.
One of the lessons of history is that nothing is often a good thing to do and always a clever thing to say.
Whenever evil befalls us, we ought to ask ourselves, after the first suffering, how we can turn it into good. So shall we take occasion, from one bitter root, to raise perhaps many flowers.
God creates men, but they choose each other.
The next time a car appeared down Market Street, I stepped right out into the road, waving my arms over my head, shouting.
Keep your broken arm inside your sleeve.
The faceless, eyeless armed man above me kept his gun very level.