In those happy days when leisure was held to be no sin, men and women wrote journals whose copiousness both delights and dismays us.

It is not easy to find happiness in ourselves, and it is not possible to find it elsewhere.

It has been wisely said that we cannot really love anybody at whom we never laugh.

What monstrous absurdities and paradoxes have resisted whole batteries of serious arguments, and then crumbled swiftly into dust before the ringing death-knell of a laugh!

It takes time and trouble to persuade ourselves that the things we want to do are the things we ought to do.

Our dogs will love and admire the meanest of us, and feed our colossal vanity with their uncritical homage.

For indeed all that we think so new to-day has been acted over and over again, a shifting comedy, by the women of every century.

No man pursues what he has at hand. No man recognizes the need of pursuit until that which he desires has escaped him.

There are few things more wearisome in a fairly fatiguing life than the monotonous repetition of a phrase which catches and holds the public fancy by virtue of its total lack of significance.

It is not what we learn in conversation that enriches us. It is the elation that comes of swift contact with tingling currents of thought.

For my part, the good novel of character is the novel I can always pick up; but the good novel of incident is the novel I can never lay down.

It's time to launch yourself into that bigger life using your full capacities and with the light of our spirit shining brightly.

A postsecondary education is the ticket to economic success in America.

In a word, most bad attitudes are the result of selfishness.

Life is short, and it is here to be lived.

Any reviewer who expresses rage and loathing for a novel is preposterous. He or she is like a person who has put on full armor and attacked a hot fudge sundae.

I really think it would be cowardly to pull back and not challenge the status quo, when the status quo may not be the right way for the field to go.

I started blogging as a hobby, not really thinking anyone would read my site, just my friends.

We're out of control on this loony balloon, barely missing the other planets and stars.

I always thought that I was me — but no, I was you and never knew it.

You can't influence somebody when you're judging them.