The seasons have come and passed, and the tree has grown and…

Nothing—so it seems to me...is more beautiful than the love that has weathered the storms of life. … The love of the young for the young, that is the beginning of life. But the love of the old for the old, that is the beginning of—of …

There are the goods; if you want them, you can have them. If you do not want them, they would almost rather that you did not come and talk about them.

It is always the best policy to speak the truth, unless, of course, you are an exceptionally good liar.

The human mind can no more produce an original thought than a tree can bear an original fruit. As well might one cry for an original note in music as expect an original idea from a human brain. One wishes our friends, the critics, would …

There are two kinds of clocks. There is the clock that is always wrong, and that knows it is wrong, and glories in it; and there is the clock that is always right — except when you rely upon it, and then it is more wrong than you would …

I want a house that has got over all its troubles; I don't want to spend the rest of my life bringing up a young and inexperienced house.