 We know our friends by their defects rather than by their merits. |
| The common idea that success spoils people by making them vain, egotistic and self-complacent is erroneous; on the contrary it makes them, for the most part, humble, tolerant and kind. |
| She had a pretty gift for quotation, which is a serviceable substitute for wit. |
| You know what the critics are. If you tell the truth they only say you're cynical and it does an author no good to get a reputation for cynicism. |
| Tradition is a guide and not a jailer. |
| Let us develop the resources of our land, call forth its powers, build up its institutions, promote all its great interests, and see whether we also, in our day and generation, may not perform something worthy to be remembered. |
| If you want to eat well in England, eat three breakfasts. |
| People ask for criticism, but they only want praise. |
| Death is a very dull, dreary affair, and my advice to you is to have nothing whatsoever to do with it. |
| An unfortunate thing about this world is that the good habits are much easier to give up than the bad ones. |
| In Hollywood, the women are all peaches. It makes one long for an apple occasionally. |
| What makes old age hard to bear is not the failing of one's faculties, mental and physical, but the burden of one's memories. Topics: Age |
| When you are young you take the kindness people show you as your right. |
| Things were easier for the old novelists who saw people all of a piece. Speaking generally, their heroes were good through and through, their villains wholly bad. |
| It is salutary to train oneself to be no more affected by censure than by praise. |
| You are not angry with people when you laugh at them. Humor teaches tolerance. |
| It is a funny thing about life; if you refuse to accept anything but the best you very often get it. |
| Beauty is an ecstasy; it is as simple as hunger. There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all. |
| No egoism is so insufferable as that of the Christian with regard to his soul. |
| In the country the darkness of night is friendly and familiar, but in a city, with its blaze of lights, it is unnatural, hostile and menacing. It is like a monstrous vulture that hovers, biding its time. |
