My mind is a chest of drawers. When I wish to deal with a subject, I shut all the drawers but the one in which the subject is to be found. When I am wearied, I shut all the drawers and go to sleep.
No one but myself can be blamed for my fall. I have been my own greatest enemy-the cause of my own disastrous fate.
Strong coffee, much strong coffee, is what awakens me. Coffee gives me warmth, waking, an unusual force and a pain that is not without very great pleasure.
Paradise is a center whither the souls of all men are proceeding, each sect in its particular road.
Give me enough medals and Iâ€™ll win you any war