Throughout my life, I have always found that events which seemed at the time disastrous ultimately developed into positive blessings.

The search of the Holy Grail or the voyage towards a new continent never enlisted so much energy and so much faith as does this pursuit of youth by old age. It is a race not of the fleet but of the most credulous.

I sometimes think that the prevalent use of external cosmetics eats out the internal brain if persisted in long enough.

The praise of injudicious friends frequently fosters bad mannerisms.

No wars are more bitter than those undertaken in the name of religion.

It is high time that the American people should remember a few home truths, and that we should refuse to become partners with a militarism which is still stalking unchecked under the pretense of national needs and of international justice.

No influence so quickly converts a radical into a reactionary as does his election to power.