Women wish to be loved without a why or a wherefore; not because they are pretty, or good, or well-bred, or graceful, or intelligent, but because they are themselves.

Nothing resembles pride so much as discouragement.

To feel keenly the poetry of a morning's roses, one has to have just escaped from the claws of this vulture which we call sickness.

The fire which enlightens is the same fire which consumes.

True humility is contentment.

Criticism is above all a gift, an intuition, a matter of tact and flair; it cannot be taught or demonstrated--it is an art.

You desire to know the art of living, my friend? It is contained in one phrase: make use of suffering.