I get up in the morning with an idea for a three-volume novel and by nightfall it's a paragraph in my column.

A great many people who spend their time mourning over the brevity of life could make it seem longer if they did a little more work.

For all of the creeds are false, and all of the creeds are true; And low at the shrines where my brothers bow, there will I bow too; For no form of a god, and no fashion Man has made in his desperate passion, But is worthy some worship of mine; Not too hot with a gross belief, Nor yet too cold with pride, I will bow me down where my brothers bow, Humble, but open eyed.

When you can't have anything else, you can have virtue.

It wont be long now it wont be long man is making deserts of the earth it wont be long now before man will have used it up so that nothing but ants and centipedes and scorpions can find a living on it.

Old godheads sink in space and drown Their arks like foundered galleons sucked down.

An optimist is a guy that has never had much experience.