The fascinating thing about ideals is that no sooner have we gained a desired peak than we find farther and higher peaks beyond. The thrilling adventure never ends.

Solitude, if rightly used, becomes not only a privilege but a necessity. Only a superficial soul fears to fraternize with itself.

When one has a famishing thirst for happiness, one is apt to gulp down diversions wherever they are offered.

Life is made up of desires that seem big and vital one minute, and little and absurd the next. I guess we get what's best for us in the end.

The fact that beauty is at one and the same time without cost and above price, robs it of the curse of possessiveness.

The fascinating thing about ideals is that no sooner have we gained a desired peak than we find farther and higher peaks beyond. The thrilling adventure never ends.

Somehow, I never feel like good things b'long to me till I pass 'em on to somebody else.