Men are all right for friends, but as soon as you marry them they turn into cranky old fathers, even the wild ones.

Youth, art, love, dreams, true-heartedness - why must they go out of the summer world into darkness?

Human relationships are the tragic necessity of human life; that they can never be wholly satisfactory, that every ego is half the time greedily seeking them, and half the time pulling away from them.

Give the people a new word and they think they have a new fact.

Look at my papa here; he's been dead all these years, and yet he is more real to me than almost anybody else. He never goes out of my life. I talk to him and consult him all the time. The older I grow, the better I know him and the more I understand him.

The sincerity of feeling that is possible between a writer and a reader is one of the finest things I know.

The air was cool enough to make the warm sun pleasant on one's back and shoulders, and so clear that the eye could follow a hawk up and up, into the blazing blue depths of the sky.