Make youself necessary to someone.

There is creative reading as well as creative writing.

All sensible people are selfish, and nature is tugging at every contract to make the terms of it fair.

The mass of men worry themselves into nameless graves while here and there a great unselfish soul forgets himself into immortality.

I have no expectation that any man will read history aright who thinks that what was done in a remote age, by men whose names have resounded far, has any deeper sense than what he is doing today.

Man is the will, and woman the sentiment. In this ship of humanity, Will is the rudder, and Sentiment the sail; when woman affects to steer, the rudder is only a masked sail.

Heaven is large, and affords space for all modes of love and fortitude.