East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.

It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.

East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.

Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's.

There is no well defined boundary line between honesty and dishonesty. The frontiers of one blend with the outside limits of the other, and he who attempts to tread this dangerous ground may be sometimes in the one domain and sometimes in the other.

All great men have declared that they owe their sucess to the aid and encouragement of some brilliant woman.

No friendship is an accident.