Some defeats are only installments to victory.
The more I live, the more I think that humor is the saving sense.
Look at a stone cutter hammering away at his rock, perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it. Yet at the hundred-and-first blow it will split in two, and I know it was not the last blow that did it, but all that had gone before.
Men have a trick of coming up to what is expected of them, good or bad.
The slum is the measure of civilization.
When nothing seems to help, I go look at a stonecutter hammering away at his rock perhaps a hundred times without as much as a crack showing in it.