We were happier when we were poorer, but we were also younger.

Cards are war, in disguise of a sport.

All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.

Here cometh April again, and as far as I can see the world hath more fools in it than ever.

I always arrive late at the office, but I make up for it by leaving early.

How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

I have had playmates, I have had companions; In my days of childhood, in my joyful school days - All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.

A poor relation—is the most irrelevant thing in nature.

How convalescence shrinks a man back to his pristine stature! where is now the space, which he occupied so lately, in his own, in the family's eye?

For God's sake (I never was more serious) don't make me ridiculous any more by terming me gentle-hearted in print.

The longer we live, the more weight we carry in our hearts.

Your future depends on many things, but mostly on you.

Uncertainty is not an indication of poor leadership it underscores the need for leadership.

But I do enjoy words—some words for their own sake! Words like river, and dawn, and daylight, and time. These words seem much richer than our experiences of the things they represent—

The streams, rejoiced that winter's work is done, Talk of to-morrow's cowslips as they run.

I have never admitted the right of an elderly author to alter the work of a young author, even when the young author happens to be his former self.

Growing up during the Cold War period, I always found that, although we always thought that the world would end in some sort of nuclear holocaust, at some point, everybody was pretty hopeful.

The painter of genius will not waste a moment upon those smaller objects which only serve to catch the sense, to divide the attention, and to counteract his great design of speaking to the heart.

Who needs food? Your smile alone is enough to nourish me for weeks.

Good evening, Mr. and Mrs. America from border to border and coast to coast and all the ships at sea. Let's go to press.