Machines are beneficial to the degree that they eliminate the need for labor, harmful to the degree that they eliminate the need for skill.

He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and my Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.

There is a great deal of difference in believing something still, and believing it again.

To ask the hard question is simple.

Time will say nothing but I told you so, Time only knows the price we have to pay; If I could tell you I would let you know.

Like everything which is not the involuntary result of fleeting emotion but the creation of time and will, any marriage, happy or unhappy, is infinitely more interesting than any romance, however passionate.

I said earlier that I do not believe an artist's life throws much light upon his works. I do believe, however, that, more often than most people realize, his works may throw light upon his life. An artist with certain imaginative ideas in his head may then involve himself in relationships which are congenial to them.