You swore you loved me, and laughed and warned me that you would not love me forever. I did not hear you. You were speaking in a language I did not understand. Never, never, I can conceive of a love which is able to foresee its own termination. Love is its own eternity. Love is in every moment of its being: all time. It is the only glimpse we are permitted of what eternity is. So I did not hear you. The words were nonsense.

Providence has nothing good or high in store for one who does not resolutely aim at something high or good. A purpose is the eternal condition of success.

Many plays - certainly mine - are like blank checks. The actors and directors put their own signatures on them.

A sense of humor judges one's actions and the actions of others from a wider reference. It pardons shortcomings, it consoles failure.

Life is a fatal adventure. It can only have one end. So why not make it as far-ranging and free as possible.

What is essential does not die but clarifies.

That's the advantage of having lived sixty-five years. You don't feel the need to be impatient any longer.