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

... is there anything more unjust than to build gold and brass and iron on poor, well-meaning clay, -- and then blame the clay when the whole image falls into dust?

we middle-aged folk have the education of life, truly; we know the multiplication table of anxieties and sorrows, the subtraction table of loss, the division table of responsibility.

The insolence of time is like a blow in the face from an unseen enemy.

When did Youth ever thank Age for its wisdom?

a manufactured interest has no staying quality - especially if it involves any hard work.

Nature is perfectly impartial. Brain has no sex!