Imagination is like a lofty building reared to meet the sky; whereas fancy is a balloon that soars at the wind's will.

Men like to pursue an elusive woman like a cake of wet soap - even men who hate baths.

Every person has some splendid traits and if we confine our contacts so as to bring those traits into action, there is no need of ever being bored or irritated or indignant.

A woman and a mouse, they carry a tale wherever they go.

There is indeed no such thing in life as absolute darkness; one's eyes revolt and hasten to fill the vacuum by floating in sparks, dream patterns, figures whimsical and figures grotesque, shifting and clad in complementary colors, to appease the indignant cups and rods of the retina.

Love is only chatter, friends are all that matter.

The old say, "I remember when." The young say, "What's the news?"