Silences, as every observer knows, have strange characteristics all their own - passionate silences, and hateful silences, and silences full of friendly, purring content.

Men are too emotional to vote. Their conduct at baseball games and political conventions shows this . . .

In a world where England is finished and dead: I do not wish to live.

It is always difficult for a woman to be grateful for a form of chivalry that seems to be based on the premise that she is a moron.

When a woman like that whom I've seen so much, All of a sudden drops out of touch; Is always busy and never can, Spare you a moment, it means a man.

People love to talk but hate to listen.

Listening is not merely not talking, though even that is beyond most of our powers; it means taking a vigorous, human interest in what is being told us.

No one really believes in equality who's on top.

Good manners are the techniques of expressing consideration for the feelings of others.

And now too late, we see these things are one: The art is sacrifice and self-control And who loves beauty must be stern of soul.

They make other nations seem pale and flighty, But they do think England is God almighty, And you must remind them now and then That other countries breed other men.

Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field.I'll meet you there.When the soul lies down in that grassthe world is too full to talk about.

It appears, then, that ethics, as a branch of knowledge, is nothing more than a department of psychologyand sociology.

Except for a God who sits down after the universe begins, all other gods conflict with the assumptions of science.

One realizes after a long time that, actually, we are contradictory, all of us.

If you would one day renovate yourself, do so from day to day.

In an effort to reclaim our humanity, let us find new motivation for living by opening our minds to broader concepts of spirituality.

If I didn't get fond I could be happy all the time.

All things are known to the soul.

Persons are to be loved; things are to be used.

Well may your heart believe the truths Well may your heart believe the truths I tell; 'Tis virtue makes the bliss, where'er we dwell.