I never admire another's fortune so much that I became dissatisfied with my own.

It is fortune, not wisdom, that rules man's life. [Lat., Vitam regit fortuna, non sapientia.]

The enemy is within the gates; it is with our own luxury, our own folly, our own criminality that we have to contend.

I never spent much time with people my own age.

My own style is one of not much effort.

From that, I became very anxious to produce something of my own.