An Excuse is often an admission of guilt — The lady doth protest too much, methinks.

The Excuse is best kept simple — Several excuses are always less convincing than one.

An Excuse is often unwise — oftentimes a fault is made worse by the excuse.

An Excuse is a sign of guilt — He who excuses himself accuses himself.

Habit is the invisible architecture of daily life.

Habit is that into which uncertainty disappears.

Habit is the second nature which destroys the first.

Habit is the ballast that chains the dog to his vomit.

Hope is one of those things that does not heal but it does allow us to suffer a little longer.

Hope is a song in a weary throat.

Hope is found in contradiction.

Hope is not a great investment strategy.

The Idea is like a shadow; substantial enough until we try to grasp it.

An Idea is nothing unless it is public — Ideas are not truly alive if they remain locked in a single mind.

An Idea is like a child. No matter how much you like other people's, you can't help thinking your own are best.

The Idea , when new, hurts some minds for the same reason as new shoes hurt some feet.