Those Who Prepare For War Get It.

Most Gay, Conversational, Careless, Lovely City ... Where One Drinks Golden Tokay Until One Feels Most Beautiful, And Warm And Loved - Oh, Budapesth!

The Things That One Most Wants To Do Are The Things That Are Probably Most Worth Doing.

I Can't Think Why I Was Cursed With This Inordinate Desire To Write, If The High Gods Weren't Going To Give Me Some More Adquate Means Of Expressing Myself Than That Which My Present Pedestrian Prose Affords.

Oh, Time Betrays Us. Time Is The Great Enemy.

No Truth Is Strong Enough To Defeat A Well-established Legend.