Pittsburgh was even more vital, more creative, more hungry for culture than New York. Pittsburgh was the birthplace of my writing.

Now I understood that the same road was to bring us together again. Whatever we had missed, we possessed together the precious, the incommunicable past.

Artistic growth is, more than it is anything else, a refining of the sense of truthfulness.

Nearly all the Escapists in the long past have managed their own budget and their social relations so unsuccessfully that I wouldn't want them for my landlords, or my bankers, or my neighbors. They were valuable, like powerful stimulants, only when they were left out of the social and industrial routine.

There was nothing but land; not a country at all, but the material out of which countries are made.

She had certain thoughts which were like companions, ideas which were like older and wiser friends.

We all like people who do things, even if we only see their faces on cigar-box lids.