There is nothing so carking as the pangs of unsatisfied curiosity.

I have come to the conclusion that the modern interpretation of the Declaration of Independence is something like this: I am as good as those that think themselves better and a long sight better than those who only think themselves as good.

Plot and melodrama were in every life; in some so briefly as hardly to be recognized, in others-in that of certain men and women in the public eye, for instance-they were almost in the nature of a continuous performance.

No matter how hard a man may labor, some woman is always in the background of his mind. She is the one reward of virtue.

the curse of human nature is imagination. When a long anticipated moment comes, we always find it pitched a note too low, for the wings of imagination are crushed into its withering sides under the crowding hordes of petty realities.

The world changed somewhat in form during its progress, but never in substance.

Oh, what is young love! The urge of the race. A blaze that ends in babies or ashes.