I believe we are still so innocent. The species are still so innocent that a person who is apt to be murdered believes that the murderer, just before he puts the final wrench on his throat, will have enough compassion to give him one sweet cup of water.

I answer the heroic question 'Death, where is thy sting?' with 'It is here in my heart and mind and memories.'

I find it interesting that the meanest life, the poorest existence, is attributed to God's will, but as human beings become more affluent, as their living stan…

Human beings are more alike than unalike, and what is true anywhere is true everywhere, yet I encourage travel to as many destinations as possible for the sake…

The liar's punishment is, not in the least that he is not believed, but that he cannot believe any one else.

For, however roguish a man may be, he always loves to deal with an honest man.

It's a perfect set of circumstances to give us the time Yeats foretold, with the best having lost all conviction and the worst full of passionate intensity. I'…