A cat and a Bible, and nobody needs to be lonely.

Conflict is the very essence of life.

there comes a time when ambition ceases to burn, or romance to stir, and the highest cry of the human heart is for peace.

the theater is the only money-making business I know in which haste apparently rules from first to last.

Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.

Every crucial experience can be regarded as a setback - or a start of a new kind of development. [You have the responsibility to decide if you will see it as a bad setback or good start!]

Well, that was life. It was an old tree, and the old passed on. Probably they did not mind. There came a time when all sap ran slowly, and the peace of age with all things behind it merged easily into the peace of death. The difficult thing was to be young.