“Life is not a matter of holding good cards, but of playing a poor hand well.”

All human beings are commingled out of good and evil.

Politics is perhaps the only profession for which no preparation is thought necessary.

We are all travelers in the wilderness of this world, and the best we can find in our travels is an honest friend.

Nothing like a little judicious levity.

The mark of a good action is that it appears inevitable in retrospect.

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.

So long as we love, we serve; so long as we are loved by others.

You could read Kant by yourself, if you wanted; but you must share a joke with some one else.

I should say that we are almost indispensable; and no man is useless while he has a friend.

Books are good enough in their own way, but they are a poor substitute for life.

The web, then, or the pattern, a web at once sensuous and logical.

In marriage, a man becomes slack and selfish, and undergoes a fatty degeneration of his moral being.

You cannot run away from weakness; you must some time fight it out or perish; and if that be so, why not now, and where you stand?

The Devil, can sometimes do a very gentlemanly thing.

Don’t judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.

The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.

When work is not going well, it’s useful to remember that our identities stretch beyond what is on the business card, that we were people long before we became workers – and will continue to be human once we have put our tools down forever.

There is real danger of a disconnect between what’s on your business card and who you are deep inside, and it’s not a disconnect that the world is ready to be patient with.

I occasionally get birthday cards from fans. But it’s often the same message: They hope it’s my last.

I think that the default for collecting any kind of personal data should be opt-in consent.

Hold’em is a game of calculated aggression. If your cards are good enough for you to call a bet, they are good enough to raise with.

Hey, Nana… people’s feelings change easily… what you see is a house of cards… nothing’s sure, and nothing lasts forever.

Well, I suppose I’ve never really had a lifestyle that needs upkeep. I don’t get cabs; I’m on the Tube with my Oyster card.

I never go home and take out those business cards and go to those websites.