“I want to keep my dreams, even bad ones, because without them, I might have nothing all night long.”

I think in every country that there is at least one executive who is scared of going crazy.

The country was in peril; he was jeopardizing his traditional rights of freedom and independence by daring to exercise them.

There was no telling what people might find out once they felt free to ask whatever questions they wanted to.

Destiny is a good thing to accept when it’s going your way. When it isn’t, don’t call it destiny; call it injustice, treachery, or simple bad luck.

The villains will come along. There were plenty in the Carter administration, and there will be plenty with Reagan.

Every writer I know has trouble writing.

Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective.

There is no disappointment so numbing as someone no better than you achieving more.

Remember that everyone deserves some fun during working hours.

She was the epitome of stately sorrow each time she smiled.

I wouldn’t want to live without strong misgivings.

Prostitution gives her an opportunity to meet people. It provides fresh air and wholesome exercise, and it keeps her out of trouble.

What do you do when it rains?” The captain answered frankly. “I get wet.

He was going to live forever, or die in the attempt.

Success and failure are both difficult to endure. Along with success come drugs, divorce, fornication, bullying, travel, meditation, medication, depression, neurosis and suicide. With failure comes failure.

When people disagreed with him he urged them to be objective.

I heard you went to outer space, and while you dreamt – the planets and galaxies whispered my name.

But I, being poor, have only my dreams; I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

Don’t be pushed by your problems, be led by your dreams. Govern your life by priorities not your pressures.

Anyone who dreams of an uncommon life eventually discovers that there is no choice but to seek an uncommon approach to living it.

And from that time on I bathed in the Poem Of the Sea, star-infused and churned into milk, Devouring the green azures; where, entranced in pallid flotsam, A dreaming drowned man sometimes goes down.

Take care of your dreams. Or your fears will care for them for you.

Idle dreaming is often of the essence of what we do.

Slowly she began to realize what it’s like to dream again. – a new dawn.