We are not the same persons this year as last; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

Old age has its pleasures, which, though different, are not less than the pleasures of youth.

Evil is a necessary part of the order of the universe.

The inclination to digress is human. But the dramatist must avoid it even more strenuously than the saint must avoid sin, for while sin may be venial, digression is mortal.

Life is so largely controlled by chance that its conduct can be but a perpetual improvisation.

I'll give you my opinion of the human race in a nutshell... their heart's in the right place, but their head is a thoroughly inefficient organ.

It is an illusion that youth is happy, an illusion of those who have lost it; but the young know they are wretched for they are full of the truthless ideals which have been instilled in them, and each time they come into contact with the real, they are bruised and wounded.