They pick all of us out, and then they decide, they computerize, decide if they like it or don't like it, and then they go home, and then they come back again because they're not sure what they saw.

Nothing good comes in life or athletics unless a lot of hard work has preceded the effort. Only temporary success is achieved by taking short cuts.

Roger Staubach

Reflect on your present blessings, of which every man has many not on your past misfortunes, of which all men have some.

Charles Dickens

There is not, in my opinion, anything more mysterious in nature than this instinct in animals, which thus rise above reason, and yet fall infinitely short of it.

Joseph Addison

The Browning love story? It is an ideal, all too rare, and yet I hardly think it strange. It would have been far stranger had the fates allowed those two brilliant passionate souls to beat themselves out in silence.

Marie Corelli

Few are there that will leave the secure seclusion of the scholar's life, the peaceful walks of literature and learning, to stand out a target for the criticism of unkind and hostile minds.

Felix Adler

It's always funny until someone gets hurt. Then it's just hilarious.

Bill Hicks

Always go to other people's funerals, otherwise they won't go to yours.

Yogi Berra

Happiness depends more on the inward disposition of mind than on outward circumstances.

Benjamin Franklin

You must mind and not lower the Church in people's eyes by seeming to be frightened about it for such a little thing.

George Eliot

The beauty of 'spacing' children many years apart lies in the fact that parents have time to learn the mistakes that were made with the older ones - which permits them to make exactly the opposite mistakes with the younger ones.

Sydney J. Harris

Judged by the law of England, I know this crime entails upon me the penalty of death but the history of Ireland explains that crime and justifies it.

Thomas Francis Meagher

Either to die the death or to abjureFor ever the society of men.Therefore, fair Hermia, question your desires;Know of your youth, examine well your blood,Whether, if you yield not to your father's choice,You can endure the livery of a nun,For aye to be in shady cloister mew'd,To live a barren sister all your life,Chanting faint hymns to the cold fruitless moon.Thrice-blessed they that master so their blood,To undergo such maiden pilgrimage;But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd,Than that which withering on the virgin thornGrows, lives and dies in single blessedness.

William Shakespeare