A single day spent doing things which fail to nourish the soul is a day stolen, mutilated, and discarded in the gutter of destiny.

The world changes too fast. You take your eyes off something that's always been there, and the next minute it's just a memory.

History indulges strange whims in the way it dresses its women.

Watch your step. Keep your wits about you; you will need them.

Most distracting of all, though, was not the threat of danger but the allure of beauty.

Participating in Society in not a thing one can do naturally; one has to rehearse for it.

Most true things are kind of corny, don’t you think? But we make them more sophisticated out of sheer embarrassment.