Love! Beyond measure — beyond death — it nearly kills. But one wouldn't have been without it.

The young man who, at the end of September, 1924, dismounted from a taxicab in South Square, Westminster, was so unobtrusively American that his driver had some hesitation in asking for double his fare. The young man had no hesitation in refusing it.

Humanism is the creed of those who believe that in the circle of enwrapping mystery, men's fates are in their own hands - a faith that for modern man is becoming the only possible faith.

Justice is a machine that, when some one has once given it the starting push, rolls on of itself.

Wealth is a means to an end, not the end itself. As a synonym for health and happiness, it has had a fair trial and failed dismally.

The talked-about is always the last to hear the talk . . .

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