Anger is an acid that can do more harm to the vessel in which it is stored than to anything on which it is poured.

Italy is the home of art and swindling; home of religion and moral rottenness

There ain't nothing more to write about and I'm rotten glad of it, because if I'd know'd what trouble it was to make a book, I wouldn't a tackled it.

It is an important thing, in our never-ending pursuit of happiness, to stop and just be happy for a while.

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.

As soon as a man recognizes that he has drifted into age, he gets reminiscent. He wants to talk and talk; and not about the present or the future, but about his old times. For there is where the pathos of his life lies - and the charm of it. The pathos of it is there because it was opulent with treasures that are gone, and the charm of it is in casting them up from the musty ledgers and remembering how rich and gracious they were.

A man never reaches that dizzy height of wisdom when he can no longer be led by the nose.