The average man’s life consists of: Twenty years of having his mother ask him where he is going, Forty years of having his wife ask the same question; and at the end, the mourners wondering too.

A large ocean liner was headed across the Atlantic fromPortsmouth to New York. As it neared its destination at night, a lookout onthe wing of the bridge reported, ‘Light, bearing on the starboardbow.’‘Is it steady or moving astern?’ the captain called out

Byfailing to prepare you are preparing to fail.

Aclosed mind is like a closed book; just a block of wood.

Thedifference between the right word and the almost right word is the differencebetween lightning and a lightning bug.

Conscience is the frame of character, love is the covering for it.

Hearme, my chiefs! I am tired. My heart is sick and sad. From where the sun nowstands, I will fight no more forever.

Never[enter] into dispute or argument with another. I never yet saw an instance ofone of two disputants convincing the other by argument. I have seen many ontheir getting warm, becoming rude and shooting one another.

You could forgive an enemy. It is harder to forgive yourself.

Civilization, in a sly way, is a suspicion that the other fellow may be right.

Nosnowflake in an avalanche ever feels responsible.

Constantrepetition carries conviction.