An ounce of cheerfulness is worth a pound of sadness to serve God with.

Most laws condemn the soul and pronounce sentence. The result of the law of my God is perfect. It condemns but forgives. It restores - more than abundantly - what it takes away.

I have not made any plans for the future and my wife would kill me if I announced anything before that.

The future has a way of arriving unannounced.

If Germany thanks to Hitler and his successors were to enslave the European nations and destroy most of the treasures of their past future historians would certainly pronounce that she had civilized Europe.

Only bad golfers are lucky. They're the ones bouncing balls off trees curbs turtles and cars. Good golfers have bad luck. When you hit the ball straight a funny bounce is bound to be unlucky.

I'm thankful for the three ounce Ziploc bag so that I have somewhere to put my savings.

Giving up even an ounce of precious freedom is a very serious thing to do.

No one who has lived even for a fleeting moment for something other than life in its conventional sense and has experienced the exaltation that this feeling produces can then renounce his new freedom so easily.

What I think we fear is rapid pronounced and uncontrollable changes to ourselves and because of this we have a form of personality inertia - something that resists rapid change.