I am ill at ease with people whose lives are an open book.

There are different kinds of wrong. The people sinned against are not always the best.

There is danger in courage. Cowardice is a power for good. We hardly know what it prevents.

Real life seems to have no plots.

It is not for us to hold ourselves above the position of grateful people. We have to be able to accept. Anything else shows an unwillingness to grant someone else the superior place.

Our desires have a way of getting bigger with our incomes.

Truth is so impossible. Something has to be done for it.