Quotes from Louis Nizer

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.

Oh, I get lucky a lot. I get lucky at four in the morning in the law library.

A beautiful lady is an accident of nature. A beautiful old lady is a work of art.

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.

True religion is the life we lead, not the creed we profess.

Education is not the accumulation of knowledge, but the ability to find it.

To find a fault is easy; to do better may be difficult.

A father is a thousand schoolmasters.

Words of comfort, skillfully administered, are the oldest therapy known to man.

A graceful taunt is worth a thousand insults.

We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.

When a man points a finger at someone else, he should remember that four of his fingers are pointing at himself.

A man's life is colored by the dye of his imagination.

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.

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.

I know of no higher fortitude than stubborness in the face of overwhelming odds.

A fine artist is one who makes familiar things new and new things familiar.

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.

A beautiful lady is an accident of nature. A beautiful old lady is a work of art.

When a man points a finger at someone else, he should remember that four of his fingers are pointing at himself.

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.

A graceful taunt is worth a thousand insults.

True religion is the life we lead, not the creed we profess.

A man who works with his hands is a laborer. A man who works with his hands and his brain is a craftsman. A man who works with his hands, brain and heart is an artist.