The Greeks said grandly in their tragic phrase, 'Let no one be called happy till his death;' to which I would add, 'Let no one, till his death, be called unhappy.'

It is difficult to get rid of people when you once have given them too much pleasure.

At painful times, when composition is impossible and reading not enough, grammars and dictionaries are excellent for distraction.

My future will not copy my fair past, I wrote that once. And, thinking at my side my ministering life-angel justified the word by his appealing look upcast to the white throne of God.

Happy are all free peoples, too strong to be dispossessed. But blessed are those among nations who dare to be strong for the rest!

Two human loves make one divine.

If thou must love me, let it be for naught except for love's sake only.