[On the Irish:] Strange race ... Don't know what they want, but want it like the devil.

That is the tragedy of growing old, Chris. You don't leave the world. It leaves you.

I have a great deal of mind. It takes a long time to change it.

Great loves were almost always great tragedies. Perhaps it was because love was never truly great until the element of sacrifice entered into it.

Herbert used to say that he was as tight as the paper on the wall.

my family, although it keeps its hair, turns gray early - a business asset but a social handicap.

[On the Irish:] Strange race ... Don't know what they want, but want it like the devil.