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(3 BC--65 AD), Roman playwright

While we are postponing, life speeds by.

Bibamus, moriendum est.

(Let's drink, death is inevitable.)

(1885—1951)

U.S. novelist

Our American professors like their literature clean and cold and pure and very dead.

(1885—1951)

U.S. novelist

People will buy anything that's one to a customer.

(1885—1951)

U.S. novelist

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

(1885—1951)

U.S. novelist, to his small son

Don't you be a writer. Writing is an escape from something. You be a scientist.

(1771—1832), Scottish author

Cats are a mysterious kind of folk. There is more passing in their minds than we are aware of. It comes no doubt from their being so familiar with warlocks and witches.

(1771—1832), Scottish novelist

I like a Highland friend who will stand by me, not only when I am in the right, but when I am a little in the wrong.

(469—399 B.C.), Greek philosopherteacher

Athletics have become professionalized.

(469—399 B.C.), Greek philosopherteacher

By all means marry; if you get a good wife, you'll become happy; if you get a bad one, you'll become a philosopher.