If we are strong, and have faith in life and its richness of surprises, and hold the rudder steadily in our hands. I am sure we will sail into quiet and pleasant waters for our old age.

There can be no happiness if the things we believe in are different from the things we do.

To awaken quite alone in a strange town is one of the most pleasant sensations in the world. You are surrounded by adventure.

Tolerance cannot afford to have anything to do with the fallacy that evil may convert itself to good.

Christmas... is not an external event at all, but a piece of one's home that one carries in one's heart.

The most ominous of fallacies - the belief that things can be kept static by inaction

The world has become too full of many things, an over furnished room.

You will, if you're wise and know the art of travel, let yourself go on the stream of the unknown and accept whatever comes in the spirit in which the gods may offer it.

This is one of the charms of the desert, that removing as it does nearly all the accessories of life, we see the thin thread of necessities on which our human existence is suspended.

The art of advertising - untruthfulness combined with repetition.

The true fruit of travel is perhaps the feeling of being nearly everywhere at home.

Flirt with him if you want, Honor, but you're mine.

Imprisonment has become the response of first resort to far too many of our social problems.

Attack is only one half of the art of boxing.

To me, success is choice and opportunity.

I think it's really nice to have an authenticity, it's a huge source for us to be able to lean on people who have that knowledge.

Travel is a ceaseless fount of surface education, But its wisdom will be simply superficial, if thou add not thoughts to things.

The contradictory remarks of politicians are forgotten; the more asinine predictions of pundits are buried with mercy.

There need to be more women supporting women. Not just in fashion, in general.

I think we all have to fight the werewolf within us somehow.

In the voice of mirth there may be excitement, but in the tones of mourning there is consolation.