Life and love are life and love, a bunch of violets is a bunch of violets, and to drag in the idea of a point is to ruin everything. Live and let live, love and let love, flower and fade, and follow the natural curve, which flows on, pointless.

An artist is only an ordinary man with a greater potentiality--same stuff, same make up, only more force. And the strong driving force usually finds his weak spot, and he goes cranked, or goes under.

Men live in glad obedience to the masters they believe in, or they live in a frictional opposition to the master they wish to undermine.

Logic might be unanswerable because it was so absolutely wrong.

It is no good casting out devils. They belong to us, we must accept them and be at peace with them.

Morality which is based on ideas, or on an ideal, is an unmitigated evil.

The unhappiness of a wife with a good husband is much more devastating than the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband.