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

The years teach much which the days never know.

Whatever games are played with us, we must play no games with ourselves, but deal in our privacy with the last honesty and truth.

We seek our friend not sacredly, but with an adulterate passion which would appropriate him to ourselves.

But it is impossible that the creative power should exclude itself. Into every intelligence there is a door which is never closed,through which the creator passes.

You must treat the days respectfully, you must be a day yourself, and not interrogate it like a college professor.

A man complained that on his way home to dinner he had every day to pass through that long field of his neighbor's. I advised him to buy it, and it would never seem long again.