I hate those men who would send into war youth to fight and die for them; the pride and cowardice of those old men, making their wars that boys must die.
Mary Roberts RinehartI began to feel that if religion was either an illusion or a revelation, it was simpler to accept it as an illusion.
Mary Roberts Rinehartthere is something shameful about the death of a play. It does not die with pity, but contempt. A book may fail, but who is there to know it? It dies and is buried, and is decently interred on the bookseller's shelf; but the play dies to laughter, to scorn and disdain.
Mary Roberts RinehartEvery crucial experience can be regarded either as a setback, or the start of a wonderful new adventure, it depends on your perspective!
Mary Roberts Rinehart