In the economy of nature nothing is ever lost. I cannot belive that the soul of man shall prove the one exception

it takes the very wisest person there is to know when to talk, and when to keep still.

The Cardinal ... It was as if a pulsing heart of flame passed by when he came winging through the orchard.

To my way of thinking and working, the greatest service a piece of fiction can do any reader is to force him to lay it down with a higher ideal of life than he had when he took it up.

a trouble shared is a trouble half endured.

There was an exquisitely beautiful conception in my brain when I did this piece of work all alone from midnight until morning after the experience of a wonderful day. But I was not able to make the consummation anywhere nearly as beautiful as the inspiration. That, I suppose, is the cry of every heart struggling for self-expression.

Sometimes it seems to me that the more we get hurt in this world the decenter it makes us.