The facts of another's life do not illumine. Only when we know the heart can we know that life. Only the feeling that made the days can light them.

They made small effort to cover their raw souls with the mantle of commonplace words.

It is through suppression that hells are formed in us.

There is good and there is bad in every human heart, and it is the struggle of life to conquer the bad with the good.

I go about in the world - free, busy, happy. Among people, I have no time to think of myself.

I am glad I worked on a newspaper because it made me know I had to write whether I felt like it or not.

The only man who knows just what he thinks at the present moment is the man who hasn't done any new thinking in the past ten years.