Lots of people think they're charitable if they give away their old clothes and things they don't want.

Did you ever read a love-letter that wasn't an evidence of idiocy - except your own?

Gossip is the social mosquito.

After the door of a woman's heart has once swung on its silent hinges, a man thinks he can prop it open with a brick and go away and leave it.

The heart's seasons seldom coincide with the calendar. Who among us has not been made desolate beyond all words upon some golden day when the little creatures of the air and meadow were life incarnate, from sheer joy of living? Who among us has not come home, singing, when the streets were almost impassable with snow, or met a friend with a happy, smiling face, in the midst of a pouring rain?

Marriage is the process by which a woman deprives herself of an escort.

Revolution is obstructed evolution.