Either war is obsolete, or men are....

Sometimes I think we're alone. Sometimes I think we're not. In either case, the thought is staggering.

Parents are usually more careful to bestow knowledge on their children rather than virtue, the art of speaking well rather than doing well but their manners should be of the greatest concern.

When I am working on a problem, I never think about beauty but when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it is wrong.

As I grow older, I pay less attention to what men say. I just watch what they do.

Men of age object too much, consult too long, adventure too little, repent too soon, and seldom drive business home to the full period, but content themselves with a mediocrity of success.

Men are like wine - some turn to vinegar, but the best improve with age.

I suppose when they reach a certain age some men are afraid to grow up. It seems the older the men get, the younger their new wives get.

We prefer world law in the age of self-determination to world war in the age of mass extermination.

God employs several translators some pieces are translated by age, some by sickness, some by war, some by justice.

I didn't know a time when there wasn't a war because I spent all my time from the age of two or three to eight in a coal cellar really.

We live in an age, in an era where there is so much negativity, there is so much violence in the world, there is so much unrest and people are at war, that I wanted to promote the word love and red signifies love.