America has enjoyed the doubtful blessing of a single-track mind.

To mourn was distressing, but to endeavor to mourn and fail was worse than distress.

I waited and worked, and watched the inferior exalted for nearly thirty years; and when recognition came at last, it was too late to alter events, or to make a difference in living.

What fools people are when they think they can make two lives belong together by saying words over them.

Passion alone could destroy passion. All the thinking in the world could not make so much as a dent in its surface.

The pathos of life is worse than the tragedy.

Preserve, within a wild sanctuary, an inaccessible valley of reverie.