He was a self-made man who owed his lack of success to nobody.
He had decided to live forever or die in the attempt.
He knew everything about literature except how to enjoy it.
Some men are born mediocre, some men achieve mediocrity, and some men have mediocrity thrust upon them.
How did I get here? Somebody pushed me. Somebody must have set me off in this direction and clusters of other hands must have touched themselves to the controls at various times, for I would not have picked this way for the world.
I think that maybe in every company today there is always at least one person who is going crazy slowly.
Frankly, I'd like to see the government get out of war altogether and leave the whole field to private industry.
Peace on earth would mean the end of civilization as we know it.
Success and failure are both difficult to endure. Along with success come drugs, divorce, fornication, bullying, travel, medication, depression, neurosis and suicide. With failure comes failure.