Life is a succession of afflictions for the heart.

A cigar numbs sorrow and fills the solitary hours with a million gracious images.

I needn't tell you that success and failure prove nothing - the whole thing is a lottery. It's pleasant to succeed; but for a philosophic mind it oughtn't to be very upsetting to fail.

A child motivated by competitive ideals will grow into a man without conscience, shame, or true dignity.

Fame and admiration weigh not a feather in the scale against friendship and love, for the heart languishes all the same.

Not to love is to cease to live.

... what is there over which the incomparable beauty of childhood would not triumph?