Life calls the tune, we dance.

Beauty means this to one person, perhaps, and that to the other. And yet when any one of us has seen or heard or read that which to us is beautiful, we have known an emotion which is in every case the same in kind, if not in degree; an emotion precious and uplifting.

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.

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

Life calls the tune, we dance.

By the cigars they smoke, and the composers they love, ye shall know the texture of men's souls.

A man is the sum of his actions, of what he has done, of what he can do, Nothing else.