I don't mind being unlikely. I'd rather that than be predictable.
There is nothing so agonizing to the fine skin of vanity as the application of a rough truth.
Genius is but fine observation strengthened by fixity of purpose.
To live On means not yours--be brave in silks and laces, Gallant in steeds; splendid in banquets; all Not yours. Given, uninherited, unpaid for; This is to be a trickster; and to filch Men's art and labour, which to them is wealth, Life, daily bread;--quitting all scores with "friend, You're troublesome!" Why this, forgive me, Is what, when done with a less dainty grace, Plain folks call "Theft.
As it has been finely expressed, "Principle is a passion for truth. " And as an earlier and homelier writer hath it, "The truths we believe in are the pillars of our world.
Happy is the man who hath never known what it is to taste of fame -to have it is a purgatory, to want it is a Hell!
Reading without purpose is sauntering not exercise.
Books always speak of other books.
Life is what you make of it, unless you have tourette's, in which case much becomes involuntary.
When I was in my early 20s, I studied tae kwon do and hapkido. I earned brown belts in both of them.
The basic problem is with the business model of journalism. That business model is premised on the idea that talk is cheap and reporting is expensive.