The machines men are so intent on making have carried them very far from the old sweet things.

Dare to be strong and courageous. That is the road. Venture anything.

There is a time in the life of every boy when he for the first time takes the backward view of life. Perhaps that is the moment when he crosses the line into manhood.

Everyone knows of the talking artists. Throughout all of the known history of the world they have gathered in rooms and talked. They talk of art and are passionately,almost feverishly, in earnest about it. They think it matters much more than it does.

I had a world, and it slipped away from me. The War blew up more than the bodies of men....It blew ideas away.

The writer, an old man with a white moustache, had some difficulty getting into bed.

It may be life is only worthwhile at moments. Perhaps that is all we ought to expect.