Designs in connection with postage stamps and coinage may be described, I think, as the silent ambassadors on national taste.

Life is a journey up a spiral staircase; as we grow older we cover the ground covered we have covered before, only higher up; as we look down the winding stair below us we measure our progress by the number of places where we were but no longer are. The journey is both repetitious and progressive; we go both round and upward.

Speech after long silence; it is right, All other lovers being estranged or dead . . . That we descant and yet again descant Upon the supreme theme of Art and Song: Bodily decrepitude is wisdom; young We loved each other and were ignorant.

Neither Christ nor Buddha nor Socrates wrote a book, for to do so is to exchange life for a logical process.

It's certain that fine women eat A crazy salad with their meat.

What shall I do for pretty girls Now my old bawd is dead?

Once you attempt legislation upon religious grounds, you open the way for every kind of intolerance and religious persecution.