Yes, man is mortal, but that would be only half the trouble. The worst of it is that he's sometimes unexpectedly mortal—there's the trick! And generally he's unable to say what he's going to do this same evening.

I can&#39;t understand these chaps who go round American universities explaining how they write poems: It&#39;s like going round explaining how you sleep with your wife.

He will be dining for the duration on a diet of isolation, rejection, self-doubt, despair, ridicule, contempt, and humiliation.

Toleration is good for all, or it is good for none.

Written By Edmund Burke

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