I like coincidences. They make me wonder about destiny, and whether free will is an illusion or just a matter of perspective. They let me speculate on the idea of some master plan that, from time to time, we're allowed to see out of the corner of our eye.
The mellow sweetness of pumpkin pie off a prison spoon is something you will never forget.
Nothing is as certain as that the vices of leisure are gotten rid of by being busy.
To lengthen thy life, lessen thy meals.
He who boasts of his ancestry is praising the deeds of another.
I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man's.
The more things a man is ashamed of, the more respectable he is.