I'm not to blame for an old body, but I would be to blame for an old soul. An old soul is a shameful thing.

conceit is the devil's horse, and reformers generally ride it when they are in a hurry.

To talk over a quarrel, with its inevitable accompaniment of self-justification, is too much like handling cobwebs to be very successful.

Isn't there any statute of limitation in things spiritual? I don't believe any large mind dwells on its sins, any more than on its virtues!

... there must be reserves -- except with God. The human soul is solitary. But for confession that is different; justice and reparation sometimes demand it; but, again, justice and courage sometimes forbid it.

I notice that when people have no sense of responsibility, you call them either criminals or geniuses.

There is no embarrassment quite like the embarrassment of listening to a person for whom one has a regard making a fool of himself.