May our house always be too small to hold all of our friends.

The fine gifts of temperament and imagination which are essential to the production of true poetry are often accompanied by morbid sensibility. The soul capable of ecstasy and transport must pay its price in suffering; he who walks upon the heights must sometimes grovel in the dust.

There is a great deal of trouble in this world which is not caused by people keeping their mouths shut.

On that first day when we look back, either happily or with remorse, to the stony ways over which we have traveled, losing concern for that part of the journey which is yet to come, we have grown old.

Death is the advertisement, at the end of an autobiography, wherein people discover its virtues.

There isn't a new sorrow in the world -- they're all old ones -- but we can all find new happiness if we look in the right way.

the world has been fair cruel if you've never known the love of a dog!