One is oneself a fine consequence.

To treat a big subject in the intensely summarized fashion demanded by an evening's traffic of the stage when the evening, freely clipped at each end, is reduced to two hours and a half, is a feat of which the difficulty looms large.

Summer afternoon, summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

I don't care anything about reasons, but I know what I like.

I have in my own fashion learned the lesson that life is effort, unremittingly repeated.

Sorrow comes in great waves...but rolls over us, and though it may almost smother us, it leaves us. And we know that if it is strong, we are stronger, inasmuch as it passes and we remain.

And remember this, that if you've been hated, you've also been loved.