... the more you love what you do, the harder it is to do it well enough to get by yourself.

Only a few things are really important.

There is a vast difference between success at twenty-five and success at sixty. At sixty, nobody envies you. Instead, everybody rejoices generously, sincerely, in your good fortune.

I have had a couple of marriages, but like every other woman I had a perfect right to them.

We have learned to take life seriously, but never ourselves.

I never ride horseback now because my sympathy with the under-dog is too keen. After we have a gone a few blocks, I always dismount and say to the horse: 'We'll walk it together, old dear.

the human heart clings - even to its pain.