Alfred A. Montapert

I like to surprise myself.

Tomorrow is often the busiest day of the week.

Me: Unbothered, moisturized, in my lane, well-hydrated, flourishing.

It is easier to forgive an enemy than to forgive a friend.

Maybe in the 90s or possibly in the next century people will look upon the 80s as the age of masturbation, when it was taken to the limit; that might be all that’s going on right now in a big way.

The wit knows that his place is at the tail of a procession.

Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.

The more a man knows, the more he forgives.

Life is managed; it is not cured.

It is the mark of an educated mind to be able to entertain a thought without accepting it.

But I do know there are not enough syllables to spell out how much I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you I love… You are my every moment, my every hour, my every day, my every season, and I know this isn’t poetry and it’s certainly not a haiku, it’s just all the things I needed to say to you.

You are writing your children’s future with your answers.

I was brought up to be a gentleman. That means you know how to walk, talk and dress the part.

We are continually faced with a series of great opportunities brilliantly disguised as insoluble problems.

If the human mind was simple enough to understand, we’d be too simple to understand it.