No matter how vital experience might be while you lived it, no sooner was it ended and dead than it became as lifeless as the piles of dry dust in a school history book.

True goodness is an inward grace, not an outward necessity.

It is difficult to deal successfully, he decided, with a woman whose feelings cannot be hurt.

Youth is the period of harsh judgments, and a man seldom learns until he reaches thirty that human nature is made up not of simples, but of compounds.

The share of the sympathetic publisher in the author's success - the true success so different from the ephemeral - is apt to be overlooked in these blatant days, so it is just as well that some of us should keep it in mind.

I haven't much opinion of words. They're apt to set fire to a dry tongue, that's what I say.

marriage is mostly puttin' up with things, I reckon, when it ain't makin' believe.