We are not the same persons this year as last ; nor are those we love. It is a happy chance if we, changing, continue to love a changed person.

Perfection is a trifle dull. It is not the least of life's ironies that this, which we all aim at, is better not quite achieved.

Every production of an artist should be the expression of an adventure of his soul.

Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.