Lord, Teach Us To Take Our Hearts

Books... Are Like Lobster Shells, We Surround Ourselves With 'em, Then We Grow Out Of 'em And Leave 'em Behind, As Evidence Of Our Earlier Stages Of Development.

Once Lay Down The Rule That The Job Comes First And You Throw That Job Open To Every Individual, Man Or Woman, Fat Or Thin, Tall Or Short, Ugly Or Beautiful, Who Is Able To Do That Job Better Than The Rest Of The World.

He Had The Appeal Of A Very Young Dog Of A Very Large Breed -- A Kind Of Amiable Absurdity.

On The Strength Of His Literary Output Alone... Any Woman Of Sense Would Decline To Tackle D.h. Lawrence At 1,000 Pounds A Night.

I Know What An Act To Make Things Simpler Means. It Means That The People Who Drew It Up Don't Understand It Themselves And That Every One Of Its Clauses Needs A Law-suit To Disentangle It.