All the spring may be hidden in the single bud, and the low ground nest of the lark may hold the joy that is to herald the feet of many rose-red dawns.

To get back my youth I would do anything in the world, except take exercise, get up early, or be respectable.

A subject that is beautiful in itself gives no suggestion to the artist. It lacks imperfection.

Books are never finished, They are merely abandoned.

For, try as we may, we cannot get behind the appearence of things to reality. And the terrible reason may be that there is no reality in the things apart from their appearences.

In the common world of fact the wicked were not punished, nor the good rewarded. Success was given to the strong, failure thrust upon the weak. That was all.

Fruitcake is like semen, there's a lot of it about but no one wants to swallow it