Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

Appearance, not reality, is what the clever dog grasps at in these clever days. We spurn the dull-brown solid earth; we build our lives and homes in the fair-seeming rainbow-land of shadow and chimera.

I can see the humorous side of things and enjoy the fun when it comes; but look where I will, there seems to me always more sadness than joy in life.

Among all nations there should be vast temples raised where people might worship in silence and listen to it, for it is the voice of God

If you desire to drain to the dregs the fullest cup of scorn and hatred that a fellow human being can pour out for you, let a young mother hear you call dear baby "it."

It is in our faults and failings, not in our virtues, that we touch each other, and find sympathy. . . . It is in our follies that we are one.