A placated bully is a hand-fed bully.

When a new post-war generation has grown to puberty and to youth and to manhood and womanhood, it should read, and it should be realistically told, of the futility, the idiocy, the utter depravity of war. For that matter, this instruction could begin at the age of six with the taking of those toy guns out of those toy holsters and throwing them in the ash-cans where they belong.

Funny, isn't it, how your whole life goes by while you think you're only planning the way you're going to live it?

No woman ought to pretend she's intelligent. And if she is she ought to have the intelligence to pretend she isn't.

A stricken tree, a living thing, so beautiful, so dignified, so admirable in its potential longevity, is, next to man, perhaps the most touching of wounded objects.

Any garment which is cut to fit you is much more becoming, even if it is not so splendid as a garment which has been cut to fit somebody not of your stature.

I never would just open a door and walk through, I had to bust it down for the hell of it. I just naturally liked doing things the hard way.