A myriad of men are born; they labor and sweat and struggle; ...they squabble and scold and fight; they scramble for little mean advantages over each other; age creeps upon them; infirmities follow; ...those they love are taken from them, and the joy of life is turned to aching grief. It comes at last--the only unpoisoned gift earth ever had for them--and they vanish from a world where they were of no consequence, ...a world which will lament them a day and forget them forever.

There are people who think that honesty is always the best policy. This is a superstition. There are times when the appearance of it is worth six of it.

A railroad is like a lie you have to keep building it to make it stand.

That cat will write her autograph all over your leg if you let her.

...majority Patriotism is the customary Patriotism.

Once you've put one of his [Henry James] books down, you simply can't pick it up again.

Everybody lies...every day, every hour, awake, asleep, in his dreams, in his joy, in his mourning. If he keeps his tongue still his hands, his feet, his eyes, his attitude will convey deception.