The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.

Of one thing alone I am very sure: it is a law of our nature that the memory of longing should survive the more fugitive memory of fulfillment.

... in the nineteen-thirties ... the most casual reader of murder mysteries could infallibly detect the villain, as soon as there entered a character who had recently washed his neck and did not commit mayhem on the English language.

What a man marries for's hard to tell ... an' what a woman marries for's past findin' out.

To a thrifty theologian, bent on redemption with economy, there are few points of ethics too fine-spun for splitting.

In the past few years, I have made a thrilling discovery ... that until one is over sixty, one can never really learn the secret of living. One can then begin to live, not simply with the intense part of oneself, but with one's entire being.

There is no monster more destructive than the inventive mind that has outstripped philosophy.