Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

An intelligent man is sometimes forced to be drunk to spend time with his fools.

Nations are not thugs. They are bodies of intelligent people.

The only thing that could spoil a day was people. People were always the limiters of happiness except for the very few that were as good as spring itself.

I know now that there is no one thing that is true - it is all true.

It's the intelligent thing to be frugal.