Though it sounds absurd, it is true to say I felt younger at sixty than I felt at twenty.

Only on the surface of things have I ever trod the beaten path. So long as I could keep from hurting anyone else, I have lived, as completely as it was possible, the life of my choice. I have been free. . . . I have done the work I wished to do for the sake of that work alone.

If broken hearts could kill, the earth would be as dead as the moon.

idealism, that gaudy coloring matter of passion, fades when it is brought beneath the trenchant white light of knowledge. Ideals, like mountains, are best at a distance.

[Reformers] might be classified as a distinct species having eyes in the back of their heads.

I would write of the universal, not the provincial, in human nature.... I would write of characters, not of characteristics.

I am inclined to believe that a man may be free to do anything he pleases if only he will accept responsibility for whatever he does.