Of two evils, I always choose the lesser.

we know by the odour that occasionally we are visited by skunks, which are not poetic but very beautiful.

Money was their God; work their religion.

It really seems as if failure and hardship make more of a human being of folks than success.

Tears were a blessing; they were a relief; they did wash the ache from the heart, ease brain strain, and encourage the soul.

How a big majority of book critics and authors have come to believe and to teach that no book is true to life unless it is true to the worst in life, God knows.

You cannot write on the heart of another what you do not feel yourself.