When I was younger I could remember anything, whether it happened or not.

Progressive improvement beats delayed perfection.

In God We Trust. I don't believe it would sound any better if it were true.

Words are only painted fire, a look is the fire itself. She gave that look, and carried it away to the treasury of heaven, where all things that are divine belong.

Really, what we want now, is not laws against crime, but a law against insanity. That is where the true evil lies.

In my age, as in my youth, night brings me many a deep remorse. I realize that from the cradle up I have been like the rest of the race - never quite sane in the night.

Never refuse to do a kindness unless the act would work great injury to yourself, and never refuse to take a drink - under any circumstances.