Follow your bliss. Find where it is and don't be afraid to follow it.

As to honor - you know - it's a very fine mediaeval inheritance which women never got hold of. It wasn't theirs.

The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds, and the tranquil water-way leading to the uttermost ends of the earth flowed somber under an overcast sky--seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness.

The way of even the most jusitifiable revolution is prepared by personal impulses disguised into creeds.

An artist is a man of action, whether he creates a personality, invents an expedient, or finds the issue of a complicated situation.

All a man can betray is his conscience.

We owe much to the fruitful meditation of our sages, but a sane view of life is, after all, elaborated mainly in the kitchen.