There is practically no sense that is not violated every time we return from the country or the sea to Paris or London or New York.

...its a rather pleasant change when all your life you've had people looking after you, to have someone to look after yourself. Only of course it has to be someone pretty hopeless to need looking after by me.

I think it's one of the kindest things you can do to the very wicked, to give them time to repent.

I have been in the scholastic profession long enough to know that nobody enters it unless he has some very good reason that he is anxious to conceal.

His courtesy was somewhat extravagant. He would write and thank people who wrote to thank him for wedding presents and when he encountered anyone as punctilious as himself the correspondence ended only with death.

O God, if there is a God, forgive him his sins, if there is such a thing as sin.

I know very few young people, but it seems to me that they are all possessed with an almost fatal hunger for permanence.