The greatness of an artist or a writer does not depend on what he has in common with other artists and writers, but on what he has peculiar to himself.

In my garden I spend my days, in my library I spend my nights. My interests are divided between my geraniums and my books. With the flower I am in the present; with the book I am in the past.

Christmas is the day that holds all time together.

Style, after all, rather than thought, is the immortal thing in literature.

There is a slow-growing beauty which only comes to perfection in old age.... I have seen sweeter smiles on a lip of seventy than I ever saw on a lip of seventeen. There is the beauty of youth, and there is also the beauty of holiness—a beauty much more seldom met; and more frequently found in the arm-chair by the fire, with grandchildren around its knee, than in the ball-room or the promenade.

The greatness of an artist or a writer does not depend on what he has in common with other artists and writers, but on what he has peculiar to himself.

Not on the stage alone, in the world also, a man's real character comes out best in his asides.