All wars are crusades, or we're made to feel they are. That's just what's so wicked about them. We're made to feel - not think - and people can't think when they feel.

There's nothing in all the world as much fun as talk. When you're talking, that is, with the right person.

Resisted temptations become lost opportunities.

Curious, isn't it that "talking with the right people" means something so different from "talking with the right person"?

Riches make cowards of us.

Character comes before scholarship.

Sentiment, crystallized, grows into sentimentality. It lost all spontaneity, which was the essence of feeling. It was dated--old-fashioned.