The real alchemy consists in being able to turn gold back again into something else; and that's the secret that most of your friends have lost.

Life is made up of compromises.

It must be less wicked to love the wrong person than not to love anybody at all.

Don't you ever mind," she asked suddenly, "not being rich enough to buy all the books you want?

Old age, calm, expanded, broad with the haughty breadth of the universe, old age flowing free with the delicious near-by freedom of death.

The real marriage of true minds is for any two people to possess a sense of humor or irony pitched in exactly the same key, so that their joint glances on any subject cross like interarching searchlights.

If proportion is the good breeding of architecture, symmetry, or the answering of one part to another, may be defined as the sanity of decoration.