What is termed Sin is an essential element of progress. Without it the world would stagnate, or grow old, or become colorless. By its curiosity Sin increases the experience of the race. Through its intensified assertion of individualism it saves us from monotony of type. In its rejection of the current notions about morality, it is one with the higher ethics.

When a love comes to an end, weaklings cry, efficient ones instantly find another love, and the wise already have one in reserve.

Ambition is the germ from which all growth of nobleness proceeds.

Wisdom is to have dreams big enough not to lose sight when we pursue them.

The worst of having a romance of any kind is that it leaves one so unromantic.

Prayer must never be answered: if it is, it ceases to be prayer and becomes correspondence.

The only way to get rid of tempation is to yeild to it.