[Money] is the string with which a sardonic destiny directs the motions of its puppets.

People ask for criticism, but they only want praise.

The future will one day be the present and will seem as unimportant as the present does now.

We have long passed the Victorian Era when asterisks were followed after a certain interval by a baby.

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.

Common sense and nature will do a lot to make the pilgrimage of life not too difficult.

For the complete life, the perfect pattern includes old age as well as youth and maturity.