I fear the boredom that comes with not learning and not taking chances.

We could learn a lot from crayons; some are sharp, some are pretty, some are dull, while others bright, some have weird names, but they all have learned to live together in the same box.

Don't worry that children never listen to you; worry that they are always watching you.

If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.

It will be a great day when our schools have all the money they need, and our air force has to have a bake-sale to buy a bomber.

The examined life is no picnic.

The winding down of summer puts me in a heavy philosophical mood.

Ignorance and power and pride are a deadly mixture, you know.

All I ever needed to know I learned in kindergarten. Share everything ... Don't hit people ... Clean up your own mess.

Why is love easy? I don’t know. And the raccoons don’t say.

Love is a fabric which never fades, no matter how often it is washed in the water of adversity and grief.

Without love life will be a flower garden without flowers.

A woman needs a man like a tortoise needs a crah helmet.

There is not a truth existing which I fear... or would wish unknown to the whole world.

My object to venture the suggestion that an important application of phonetics to metrical problems lies in the study of phonetic word-structure.

There are two kinds of pain: the pain of change and the pain of never changing and remaining the same.

I love the autumn for its sense of melancholy seems to strike my need for sadness. There is poetry in the dying of the year and mystery as well.

The Way that can be walked is not the eternal Way.

I have never thought of legacy or what I want to achieve.

This is a nasty, rotten business.

We gather knowledge faster than we gather wisdom.