Success is a great healer.

genius must ever be imperfect. Life is not long enough nor slow enough for both brain and character to grow side by side to superhuman proportions.

The grief of childhood is terrible while it lasts, it is so abandoned and so all-possessing.

A man is more than one being in his life. If the last persists, why not the first? If there be a hereafter for his age, why not for his youth?

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.

fiction is not only the historian of life but its apologist.

Women love the lie that saves their pride, but never an unflattering truth.