there was nothing in the whole world so dreadful as the power of riches wrongly used.

Every intoxicating delight of early spring was in the air. The breeze that fanned her cheek was laden with subtle perfume and the crisp, fresh odor of unfolding leaves.

I know men and women. An honourable man is an honourable man, and a liar is a liar; both are born and not made. One cannot change to the other any more than that same old leopard can change its spots. After a man tells a woman the first untruth of that sort, the others come piling thick, fast, and mountain high.

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

I do not know why it is the fate of the world always to want something different from what life gives them.

Be sure that you are right; and then go ahead.

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