My father used to say, "Superior people never make long visits, have to be shown Longfellows grave, or the glass flowers at Harvard."

Only imagination that towers can reproduce evanescence and render rigidity flexible.

The passion for setting people right is in itself an afflictive disease.

The weak overcomes its/ menace, the strong over-/comes itself.

A writer is unfair to himself when he is unable to be hard on himself.

Honesty - however dangerous - should be as valuable as radium it seems to me.

We prove, we do not explain, our birth.