When you love someone you love him as he is.
A word is not the same with one writer as with another. One tears it from his guts. The other pulls it out of his overcoat pocket.
Life holds only one tragedy, ultimately: not to have been a saint.
I prefer a saint with faults to a sinner with none.
Everything begins in mysticism and ends in politics.
Homer is new this morning, and perhaps nothing is as old as today's newspaper.