Do not look at the faces in the illustrated papers. Look at the faces in the street.

When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?

He may be mad, but there's method in his madness. There nearly always is method in madness. It's what drives men mad, being methodical.

Art is born when the temporary touches the eternal.

What was wonderful about childhood is that anything in it was a wonder. It was not merely a world full of miracles; it was a miraculous world.

When you have really exhausted an experience you always reverence and love it. The two things that nearly all of us have thoroughly and really been through are childhood and youth. And though we would not have them back again on any account, we feel that they are both beautiful, because we have drunk them dry.

You cannot grow a beard in a moment of passion.