Consistency is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
When the weather changes, nobody believes the laws of physics have changed. Similarly, I don't believe that when the stock market goes into terrible gyrations its rules have changed.
Good manners is the art of making those people easy with whom we converse. Whoever makes the fewest people uneasy is the best bred in the room.
Old age is, so to speak, the sanctuary of ills: they all take refuge in it.
I do not say a proverb is amiss when aptly and reasonably applied, but to be forever discharging them, right or wrong, hit or miss, renders conversation insipid and vulgar.
The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.
Books are but waste paper unless we spend in action the wisdom we get from thought - asleep. When we are weary of the living, we may repair to the dead, who have nothing of peevishness, pride, or design in their conversation.
It is not of the essence of mathematics to be conversant with the ideas of number and quantity.
Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.
The character of a man is known from his conversations.
Nature is so powerful, so strong. Capturing its essence is not easy - your work becomes a dance with light and the weather. It takes you to a place within yourself.
The weather here is gorgeous. It's mild and feels like it's in the eighties. The hot dog vendors got confused because of the weather and thought it was spring, so they accidentally changed the hot dog water in their carts.
Every conquering temptation represents a new fund of moral energy. Every trial endured and weathered in the right spirit makes a soul nobler and stronger than it was before.
Of the many forms of false culture, a premature converse with abstractions is perhaps the most likely to prove fatal to the growth of a masculine vigour of intellect.
And I always read the English translation and always have conversations with my translator, for example about the names. I always have to approve it.
What a delightful thing is the conversation of specialists! One understands absolutely nothing and it's charming.
Even if I know I shall never change the masses, never transform anything permanent, all I ask is that the good things also have their place, their refuge.
Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.
The moral of filmmaking in Britain is that you will be screwed by the weather.
The reading of all good books is like a conversation with the finest minds of past centuries.
I've lived in good climate, and it bores the hell out of me. I like weather rather than climate.
If other people are going to talk, conversation becomes impossible.
A pas de deux is a dialogue of love. How can there be conversation if one partner is dumb?
Violence is the first refuge of the incompetent.
After about 20 years of marriage, I'm finally starting to scratch the surface of what women want. And I think the answer lies somewhere between conversation and chocolate.