It is easy to pity when once one's vanity has been tickled.

Alcohol is perfectly consistent in its effects upon man. Drunkenness is merely an exaggeration. A foolish man drunk becomes maudlin; a bloody man, vicious; a coarse man, vulgar.

I shall not die of a cold. I shall die of having lived.

To note an artist's limitations is but to define his talent.

"More than him has done that," said Antonia sadly, and the girls murmured assent.

All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity. It is a sport, like the silver fox. It happens.

When we look back, the only things we cherish are those which in some way met our original want; the desire which formed in us in early youth, undirected, and of its own accord.