It Is In The Midst Of The

The Less I Understand Life, The More I Live It!

Being Bored Is An Insult To Oneself.

There Is Nothing Like Literature: I Lose A Cow, I Write About Her Death, And My Writing Pays Me Enough To Buy Another Cow.

If Money Does Not Make You Happy, Give It Back

The Reward Of Great Men Is That, Long After They Have Died, One Is Not Quite Sure That They Are Dead