a woman, when she is heroic, is not heroic by halves.

Guard well within yourself that treasure, kindness. Know how to give without hesitation, how to lose without regret, how to acquire without meanness.

The cigar is the perfect complement to an elegant lifestyle.

We cannot tear out a single page of our life, but we can throw the whole book in the fire.

Let us accept truth, even when it surprises us and alters our views.

Simplicity is the most difficult thing to secure in this world; it is the last limit of experience and the last effort of genius.

It is a mistake to regard age as a downhill grade toward dissolution. The reverse is true. As one grows older, one climbs with surprising strides.

The trade of authorship is a violent, and indestructible obsession.

You may impose silence upon me, but you can not prevent me from thinking.

Butterflies are but flowers that blew away one sunny day when Nature was feeling at her most inventive and fertile.

The intellect seeks, the heart finds.

A wife who discomforts you with truth is better than a mistress who massages you with lies.

We used to languish when we walked, or sidle down the street like dogs that have just done something wrong. Now Rube walks upright, because he's on the attack.

Imagine a 15-year-old kid saying, 'I have two moms - it's cool.' I don't fear that at all.

The thing you have to understand is that there are only so many things you can do in a year. There are only so many days in a year. There is only so much time you can set aside for certain projects.

Books and bottles breed generosity, and the bibliophile and the oenophile og through life scattering largesse from their libraries and cellars

My iPod's unbelievable. Seriously. The kids have put most of the music on it but there's a complete mix of 80s rubbish and current day stuff.

That's what motherhood is: you're working; you're doing 25 different jobs, and you're not getting paid.

We have made progress from where we were when President Obama took office, when the economy - our economy had just contracted almost by nine percent.

The inadequacy of the purely purpose-oriented form is revealed for what it is-a monotonous, impoverished boring practicality.

Not for one single day Can I discern my way, But this I surely know- Who gives the day Will show the way, So I securely go.