Pity is like a knife, sometimes, and it may pierce one who employs it more shrewdly than the victim it would save.

Were it not for love, Poor life would be a ship not worth launching.

I am living on hope and faith ... a pretty good diet when the mind will receive them.

To some will come a time when change itself is beauty, if not heaven.

Do you hear the children singing?

I have been reading the Old Testament, a most bloodthirsty and perilous book for the young. Jehovah is beyond doubt the worst character in fiction.

Life is the game that must be played.