Judges don't age. Time decorates them.

Isn't the fear of pain next brother to pain itself?

There may be wonder in money, but, dear God, there is money in wonder.

The Press blew, the public stared, hands flew out like a million little fishes after bread.

Let this serve as an axiom to every lover: A woman who refuses lunch refuses everything.

The theatre is a gross art, built in sweeps and over-emphasis. Compromise is its second name.

Things come suitable to the time.