...mastery of the art and spirit of the Germanic language enables a man to travel all day in one sentence without changing cars.

It is at our mother's knee that we acquire our noblest and truest and highest ideals.

I have thought many times since that if poets when they get discouraged would blow their brains out, they could write very much better when they got well.

It is a time when one's spirit is subdued and sad, one knows not why; when the past seems a storm-swept desolation, life a vanity and a burden, and the future but a way to death.

The difference between a Miracle and a Fact is exactly the difference between a mermaid and a seal.

God rewards gamblers and fools. The crucial thing, when you win, is knowing which you were.

Comparison is the death of joy.