We must prove to the world that we are all nincompoops

Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not,".

The weariest night, the longest day, sooner or later must perforce come to an end.

Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.

When they are gay, the waves echo their gaiety; but when they are sad, then every breaker, as it rolls, seems to bring additional sadness, and to speak to us of hopelessness and of the pettiness of all our joys.

Fate is usually swift when she deals a blow.

In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.