Life is the game that must be played.

This morning I deleted the hyphen from "hell-bound" and made it one word; this afternoon I redivided it and restored the hyphen.

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

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

I wonder more and more just where I may have come out if I had never seen Harvard Square.

Where's the need of singing now?

For when a woman is left too much alone, sooner or later she begins to think; and no man knows what then she may discover.