“Most of the people in the world are good and decent if you give them a chance to be.”

Anyone should be very suspicious of a sentence he’s written that can’t be read aloud easily.

I didn’t get old on purpose, it just happened. If you’re lucky, it could happen to you.

I’ve learned, That money doesn’t buy class.

A cat’s idea of a ‘good time’ is to kill something.

I’ve learned, That one should keep his words both soft and tender, because tomorrow he may have to eat them.

I’ve learned that no matter how serious your life requires you to be, everyone needs a friend to act goofy with.

Once you pass forty, a dime isn’t worth bending over to pick up if you drop one.

All of us talk faster than we listen.

My most serious character flaw is that I don’t deny myself much.

I’ve learned that under everyone’s hard shell is someone who wants to be appreciated and loved.

If, on the other hand, happiness depends on a good breakfast, flowers in the yard, a drink or a nap, then we are more likely to live with quite a bit of happiness.

The average dog is a nicer person than the average person.

I’m always on the lookout for something good about people. Often months go by.

Don’t rule out working with your hands. It does not preclude using your head.

We’re all torn between the desire for privacy and the fear of loneliness.

I dislike loud-mouthed patriots who suggest they like our country more than I do. Some people’s idea of patriotism is hating other countries.

I never stood a chance. He stole your heart first.

To be given a chance over and over again is a miracle in itself.

Just let it go. If its demanding you a chance to be happy, let it go.

I’m writing on a blank page full of chances and hope.

You can risk or forever regret about chances you missed.

Please. Forgive me. One more chance, Blaire. I want this. I want you.

He who has gotten rid of the disease of “tomorrow” has a chance of achieving what he is here for.

We possess our body by chance and we are already pleased with it. If our physical bodies went through ten thousand transformations without end, how incomparable would this joy be! Therefore the sage roams freely in the realm in which nothing can escape, but all endures.