It is privilege that causes evil in the world, not wickedness, and not men.

I let my boy go and do and say pretty much as he likes, as, and perhaps because, my father kept no string on me.

The best picture has not yet been painted; the greatest poem is still unsung; the mightiest novel remains to be written; the divinest music has not been conceived, even by Bach. In science, probably ninety-nine percent of the knowable has not yet been discovered.

My father was slower, but he was severer than my mother, who was quick but light and irregular in discipline.

My father required me to honor my father and my mother too much to put up games on them. I did on occasion.

My father would invite me sweetly to come and sit on a stool at his feet, and, as I let myself trustingly down, he would gently kick the seat from under me - and laugh.

In all cities, the better classes - the business men - are the sources of corruption, but they are so rarely pursued and caught that we do not fully realize whence the trouble comes.