The universe constantly and obediently answers to our conceptions; whether we travel fast or slow, the track is laid for us.

Many old people receive pensions for no other reason, it seems to me, but as a compensation for having lived a long time ago.

Who knows what the human body would expand and flow out to under a more genial heaven?

We begin to praise when we begin to see a thing needs our assistance.

The oldest, wisest politician grows not more human so, but is merely a gray wharf rat at last.

The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it.

I did not go to Boston, for with regard to that place I sympathize with one of my neighbors, an old man, who has not been there since the last war, when he was compelled to go. No, I have a real genius for staying at home.