“But there are no absolutes in human misery and things can always get worse.”

There’s a difference between quittin and knowin when you’re beat.

People were always getting ready for tomorrow. I didn’t believe in that. Tomorrow wasn’t getting ready for them. It didn’t even know they were there.

I think by the time you’re grown you’re as happy as you’re goin to be. You’ll have good times and bad times, but in the end you’ll be about as happy as you was before. Or as unhappy. I’ve knowed people that just never did get the hang of it.

All the time you spend tryin to get back what’s been took from you there’s more goin out the door. After a while you just try and get a tourniquet on it.

Ever step you take is forever.

If there’s one thing on this planet you don’t look like it’s a bunch of good luck walkin around.

One of the things you realize about gettin older is that not everybody is goin to get older with you.

The trouble with a liar is he can’t remember what he said.

Probably I dont believe in a lot of things that I used to believe in but that doesnt mean I dont believe in anything.

I’ve seen the meanness of humans till I don’t know why God ain’t put out the sun and gone away.

Notions of chance and fate are the preoccupations of men engaged in rash undertakings.

The world is quite ruthless in selecting between the dream and the reality, even where we will not.

My perfect day is sitting in a room with some blank paper. That’s heaven. That’s gold, and anything else is just a waste of time.

When you die it’s the same as if everybody else did too.

Deep in each man is the knowledge that something knows of his existence. Something knows, and cannot be fled nor hid from.

Between the wish and the thing the world lies waiting.

God loves human beings. God loves the world. Not an ideal human, but human beings as they are; not an ideal world, but the real world. What we find repulsive in their opposition to God, what we shrink back from with pain and hostility, namely, real human beings, the real world, this is for God the ground of unfathomable love.

In the make-up of human beings, intelligence counts for more than our hands, and that is our true strength.

I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.

Those who hope, by retiring from the world, to earn a holiday from human frailty, in themselves and others, are usually disappointed.

For those who want some proof that physicists are human, the proof is in the idiocy of all the different units which they use for measuring energy.

America will tolerate the taking of a human life without giving it a second thought. But don’t misuse a household pet.

Meditation raises the question: Who are we really?

Men do not value a good deed unless it brings a reward.