In the career of a prodigy there invariably comes a time when it is compelled to relinquish being very clever for a child, and has to enter the business of life in competition with adults.

Heed the spark or you may dread the fire.

Every now and again it would be considered wholesome for me to be more with people of my own age. Demotion to such company was a sapless exile. Their inanity was insufferable.

Ah, the bitter, hopeless heart-hunger of godlessness none but an atheist can understand!

Cowards always drag in the Bible to back theirselves up far more than proper people does.

Girls! Girls! Those of you who have hearts, and therefore a wish for happiness, homes and husbands by and by, never develop a reputation for being clever.

... no problem except old age ever vanquished my mother.