Girls inevitably grew into women, but something of the boy persisted in every man.

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

Conflict is the very essence of life.

Men were not equal in the effort they made, nor did equal efforts bring equal result. ... Equality of opportunity, yes. Equality of effort and result, no.

Patience and endurance were not virtues in a woman; they were necessities, forced on her. Perhaps some day things would change and women would renounce them. They would rise up and say: 'We are not patient. We will endure no more.' Then what would happen to the world?

I have never learned to say 'gas' for gasoline. It seems to me as absurd as if I were to say 'but' for butter.

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.