As A Man Lives And Thinks, So

It Is An Age Of Stir And Change, A Season Of New Wine And Old Bottles. Yet, Assuredly, In Spite Of Breakages And Waste, A Wine Worth The Drinking Is All The Time Being Made.

Men Are In Fact, Quite Unable To Control Their Own Inventions; They At Best Develop Adaptability To The New Conditions Those Inventions Create.

Beauty Means This To One Person, Perhaps, And That To The Other. And Yet When Any One Of Us Has Seen Or Heard Or Read That Which To Us Is Beautiful, We Have Known An Emotion Which Is In Every Case The Same In Kind, If Not In Degree; An Emotion Precious And Uplifting.

The Biggest Tragedy Of Life Is The Utter Impossibility To Change What You Have Done

The Talked-about Is Always The Last To Hear The Talk . . .