A beautiful lady is an accident of nature. A beautiful old lady is a work of art.
Words of comfort, skillfully administered, are the oldest therapy known to man.
We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.
A man who works with his hands is a laborer; a man who works with his hands and his brain is a craftsman; but a man who works with his hands and his brain and his heart is an artist.
When a man points a finger at someone else, he should remember that four of his fingers are pointing at himself.
Yes, there's such a thing as luck in trial law but it only comes at 3 o'clock in the morning. You'll still find me in the library looking for luck at 3 o'clock in the morning.
Luck usually visits me at 2 am on a cold morning when, red-eyed and bone-weary, I am pouring over law books preparing a case. It never visits me when I am at the cinema, on a golf course or reclining in an easy chair.
Books are standing counselors and preachers, always at hand, and always disinterested; having this advantage over oral instructors, that they are ready to repeat their lesson as often as we please.
I know of no higher fortitude than stubborness in the face of overwhelming odds.
A graceful taunt is worth a thousand insults.
Preparation is the be-all of good trial work. Everything else - felicity of expression, improvisational brilliance - is a satellite around the sun. Thorough preparation is that sun.
A fine artist is one who makes familiar things new and new things familiar.
True religion is the life we lead, not the creed we profess.