In each of us, two natures are at war – the good and the evil. All our lives the fight goes on between them, and one of them must conquer. But in our own hands lies the power to choose – what we want most to be we are.

I've a grand memory for forgetting.

I consider the success of my day based on the seeds I sow, not the harvest I reap.

Some places speak distinctly. Certain dark gardens cry aloud for a murder; certain old houses demand to be haunted; certain coasts are set apart for shipwreck.

I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move.

Fiction is to the grown man what play is to the child; it is there that he changes the atmosphere and tenor of his life.

To miss the joy is to miss everything.