I missed you...and at the same time I was happy. Isn't that a queer thing

Habit is a great deadener

What do I know of man's destiny? I could tell you more about radishes

Try again. Fail again. Fail better.

Go on failing. Go on. Only next time, try to fail better.

Enough of acting the infant who has been told so often how he was found under a cabbage that in the end he remembers the exact spot in the garden and the kind of life he led there before joining the family circle