Newspapermen learn to call a murderer 'an alleged murderer' and the King of England 'the alleged King of England' to avoid libel suits.
'Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today.' Under the influence of this pestilent morality, I am forever letting tomorrow's work slop backwards into today's, and doing painfully and nervously today what I could do quickly and easily tomorrow.
What makes the engine go? Desire, desire, desire.
People fail forward to success.
There is no nonsense so errant that it cannot be made the creed of the vast majority by adequate governmental action.
There is always some madness in love. But there is also always some reason in madness.
I am more and more convinced that our happiness or unhappiness depends more on the way we meet the events of life than on the nature of those events themselves.