We have always borne part of the weight of war, and the major part ... Men have made boomerangs, bows, swords, or guns with which to destroy one another; we have made the men who destroyed and were destroyed! ... We pay the first cost on all human life.

The secret of success is concentration ... Taste everything a little, look at everything a little; but live for one thing.

Love, smoke and a cough cannot long be hid!

No good work is ever done while the heart is hot and anxious and fretted.

[Finishing schools] are nicely adapted machines for experimenting on the question, "Into how little space a human being can be crushed?" I have seen some souls so compressed that they would have fitted into a small thimble, and found room to move . . .

One has no right to form ideals of people, and then, because they don't justify them, become bitter.

There's something so beautiful in coming on one's very inmost thoughts in another. In one way it is one of the greatest pleasures one has.