In my end is my beginning - that's what people are always saying. But what does it mean?

Fey...a Scotch word...It means the kind of exalted happiness that comes before disaster. You know--it's too good to be true.

I've a theory that one can always get anything one wants if one will pay the price. And do you know what the price is, nine times out of ten? Compromise.

If we seek to keep the past alive, we end, I think, by distorting it.

Evil is not any superhuman, but it is HUMAN.

And so could you know it if you would only use the brains the good God has given you. Sometimes I really am tempted to believe that by inadvertence, He passed you by.

One knows so little. When one knows more it is too late.