America is still a government of the naive, for the naive, and by the naive. He who does not know this, nor relish it, has no inkling of the nature of his country.

Men talk of "finding God," but no wonder it is difficult; He is hidden in that darkest hiding-place, your heart. You yourself are a part of Him.

The world has been printing books for 450 years, and yet gunpowder still has a wider circulation. Never mind! Printer's ink is the greater explosive: it will win.

The greatest poem ever known Is one all poets have outgrown: The poetry, innate, untold, Of being only four years old.

We visit bookshops not so often to buy any one special book, but rather to rediscover, in the happier and more expressive words of others, our own encumbered soul.

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

Life is a foreign language; all men mispronounce it.