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 can't think of any sorrow in the world that a hot bath wouldn't help, just a little bit.

Defeat furnishes good material to the poets and the artists, but none of us care to have the glory of the conquered apply to us.

Strength diminishes when it seems we are spending it in vain.

What we seek we do not find - that would be too trim and tidy for so reckless and opulent a thing as life. It is something else we find.

Even though you've given up a past it hasn't given you up. It comes uninvited - and sometimes half welcome.

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