I read the newspapers with lively interest. It is seldom that they are absolutely, point-blank wrong. That is the popular belief, but those who are in the know can usually discern an embryo of truth, a little grit of fact, like the core of a pearl, round which have been deposited the delicate layers of ornament.

He was gifted with the sly, sharp instinct for self-preservation that passes for wisdom among the rich.

All fates are ‘worse than death’.

One can write, think and pray exclusively of others; dreams are all egocentric.

You have no idea how much nastier I would be if I was not a Catholic. Without supernatural aid I would hardly be a human being.

Saints are simply men & women who have fulfilled their natural obligation which is to approach God.

The languor of Youth - how unique and quintessential it is! How quickly, how irrecoverably, lost!