And alien tears will fill for him pity's long broken urn. For his mourners will all be outcast men, and outcasts always mourn.

Many of the great achievements of the world were accomplished by tired and discouraged men who kept on working.

I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.

He had that curious love of green, which in individuals is always the sign of a subtle artistic temperament, and in nations is said to denote a laxity, if not a decadence of morals.

Something was dead in each of us, and what was dead was hope

Science is out of the reach of morals, for her eyes are fixed upon eternal truths. Art is out of the reach of morals, for her eyes are fixed upon things beautiful and immortal and ever-changing.

My desire to live is as intense as ever, and though my heart is broken, hearts are made to be broken: that is why God sends sorrow into the world.