Everybody, soon or late, sits down to a banquet of consequences.

Do not write merely to be understood. Write so you cannot possibly be misunderstood.

We live in an ascending scale when we live happily, one thing leading to another in an endless series.

To know what you like is the beginning of wisdom and of old age. Youth is wholly experimental. The essence and charm of that unquiet and delightful epoch is ignorance of self as well as ignorance of life.

I hazard the guess that man will be ultimately known for a mere polity of multifarious, incongruous, and independent denizens.

All sorts of allowances are made for the illusions of youth, and none, or almost none for the disenchantment of age.

To believe in immortality is one thing, but it is first needful to believe in life.