Why do writers write? Because it isn't there.
Work saves us from three great evils: boredom, vice and need.
I have a theory that the truth is never told during the nine-to-five hours.
No one gossips about other people's secret virtues.
Procrastination is the art of keeping up with yesterday.
I never think of the future - it comes soon enough.
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.