It isn't enough to love people because they're good to you, or because in some way or other you're going to get something by it. We have to love because we love loving.

It is by muteness that a dog becomes for one so utterly beyond value; with him one is at peace, where words play no torturing tricks.Those are the moments that I think are precious to a dog-when, with his adoring soul coming through his eyes, he feels that you are really thinking of him.

Beginnings are always messy.

Honesty of thought and speech and written word is a jewel, and they who curb prejudice and seek honorably to know and speak the truth are the only builders of a better life.

We are all familiar with the argument: Make war dreadful enough, and there will be no war. And we none of us believe it.

Not the least hard thing to bear when they go from us, these quiet friends, is that they carry away with them so many years of our own lives.

As a man lives and thinks, so he will write.