It is not rubbish! It is the part of people that you do not understand.

Mistrust all enterprises that require new clothes.

The armour of falsehood is subtly wrought out of darkness, and hides a man not only from others, but from his own soul.

As her time in Florence drew to a close she was only at ease amongst those to whom she felt indifferent.

It is so difficult - at least, I find it difficult - to understand people who speak the truth.

Then she lay on her back and gazed at the cloudless sky. Mr. Beebe, whose opinion of her rose daily, whispered to his niece that that was the proper way to behave if any little thing went wrong.

Men were not gods after all, but as human and as clumsy as girls.

Life' wrote a friend of mine, 'is a public performance on the violin, in which you must learn the instrument as you go along.

My father says that there is only one perfect view — the view of the sky straight over our heads, and that all these views on earth are but bungled copies of it.

She grew more and more vexed with his dignified behavior. By a cruel irony, she was drawing out what was best in his disposition.

A matter neither sensual nor sensational is ignored by the art of today.

I dreamt -- marvellous error! -- that I had a beehive here inside my heart. And the golden bees were making white combs and sweet honey from my old failures.

It is spectacular to watch an erupting volcano

I'm very romantic and of course I want to be in love.

The more we oblige, the more we self-censor, the more we appease, the bolder the enemy gets.

A full-blooded encounter for a number of reasons, many of them illegitimate.

Laughing and crying, you know it's the same release.

Now it's clear to me/ that everything you see/ ain't always what it seems.

Living in Dallas, I root for the Mavericks and the Stars and the Cowboys, but I've always pulled for the Chicago Cubs. I enjoy watching them play.

That's the biggest gift I can give anybody: 'Wake up, be aware of who you are, what you're doing and what you can do to prevent yourself from becoming ill.'

Third box car, midnight train, destination Bangor, Maine. Old worn out suit and shoes, I don't pay no union dues.