That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all.

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

There are poisons that blind you, and poisons that open your eyes.

No matter how far we travel, the memories will follow in the baggage car.

I always disliked dogs, those protectors of cowards who lack the courage to fight an assailant themselves.

Why is it so painful to watch a person sink? Because there is something unnatural in it, for nature demands personal progress, evolution, and every backward step means wasted energy.

Family . . . the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.