Babies don't know who's rich and who's poor. You love 'em and they're happy.
Now is the time of the illuminated woods. . . when every leaf glows like a tiny lamp.
He who marvels at the beauty of the world in summer will find equal cause for wonder and admiration in winter.
[T]he cold warms me—after a different fashion from that of the kitchen stove.
When you bait the hook with your heart, the fish always bite.
If I were to name the three most precious resources of life, I should say books, friends, and nature.
The secret of happiness is something to do.
It`s human nature to be optimistic. Any fool can enter a market, it takes talent to exit consistently and profitably.
Corruption is another tax on the consumer and it is the Maltese families who are forking the money to make up for such corruptions.
Since the first human eye saw a leaf in Devonian sandstone and a puzzled finger reached to touch it, sadness has lain over the heart of man. By this tenuous thread of living protoplasm, stretching backward into time, we are linked forever to lost beaches whose sands have long since hardened into stone. The stars that caught our blind amphibian stare have shifted far or vanished in their courses, but still that naked, glistening thread winds onward. No one knows the secret of its beginning or its end. Its forms are phantoms. The thread alone is real; the thread is life.
Any good movie is filled with secrets. If a director doesn't leave anything unsaid, it's a lousy picture. If a picture's unsaid, it's a lousy picture. If a picture is good, it's mysterious, with things unsaid.