Only the sinner has the right to preach.
Words are a commodity in which there is never any slump.
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.
Big shots are only little shots who keep shooting.
All cities are mad: but the madness is gallant. All cities are beautiful: but the beauty is grim.
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.