Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don't know how to replenish its source. It dies of blindness and errors and betrayals. It dies of illness and wounds; it dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.

I have never in my life learned anything from any man who agreed with me.

The ladder of success is never crowded at the top.

It is never too late to be what you might have been.

My advice is to never do tomorrow what you can do today.

We are most nearly ourselves when we achieve the seriousness of the child at play.

I think somehow we learn who we really are and then live with that decision