True goodness is an inward grace, not an outward necessity.
I'm not going to lie down and let trouble walk over me.
The suitable is the last thing we ever want.
... 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.
convictions ... are always getting in the way of opportunities.
The things I feared were not in the sky, but in the nature and in the touch of humanity. The cruelty of children . . . the blindness of the unpitiful - these were my terrors. But not the crash of thunder overhead, not the bolts of fire from the clouds.