It ought to have gangsters, and aeroplanes and a lot of automatic pistols.

Man's body is faulty, his mind untrustworthy, but his imagination has made him remarkable.

In the power and splendor of the universe, inspiration waits for the millions to come. Man has only to strive for it. Poems greater than the Iliad, plays greater than Macbeth, stories more engaging than Don Quixote await their seeker and finder.

Most roads lead men homewards, My road leads me forth

To most of us the future seems unsure. But then it always has been; and we who have seen great changes must have great hopes.

The distant soul can shake the distant friend's soul and make the longing felt, over untold miles.

Oh some are fond of Spanish wine, and some are fond of French.