You Will Think Less Of The Art,

A Child Hasn't A Grown-up Person's Appetite For Affection. A Little Of It Goes A Long Way With Them; And They Like A Good Imitation Of It Better Than The Real Thing, As Every Nurse Knows.

Although I Cannot Lay An Egg, I Am A Very Good Judge Of Omelettes

When Men Die Of Disease They Are Said To Die From Natural Causes. When They Recover (and Mostly They Do) The Doctor Gets The Credit Of Curing Them.

This Is The True Joy In Life: Being Used For A Purpose Recognized By Yourself As A Mighty One, Being A Force Of Nature Instead Of A Feverish, Selfish Little Clod Of Ailments And Grievances, Complaining That The World Will Not Devote Itself To Making You Happy. I Am Of The Opinion That My Life Belongs To The Whole Community And As Long As I Live, It Is My Privilege To Do For It What I Can. It Is A Sort Of Splendid Torch Which I Have Got Hold Of For The Moment And I Want To Make It Burn As Brightly As Possible Before Handing It On To Future Generations.

Don't Think You Can Frighten Me By Telling Me That I Am Alone. France Is Alone. God Is Alone. And The Loneliness Of God Is His Strength.