A mind too proud to unbend over the small ridiculosa of life is as painful as a library with no trash in it.

The misfortunes hardest to bear are these which never came.

There is an innate decorum in man, and it is not fair to thrust Truth upon people when they don't expect it. Only the very generous are ready for Truth impromptu.

The bicycle, the bicycle surely, should always be the vehicle of novelists and poets.

Mr. Gilbert had the earnest mania for self-improvement which has blighted the lives of so many young men.

Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.

My prayer is that what we have gone through [World War One] will startle the world into some new realization of the sanctity of life, animal as well as human.