Years in themselves mean nothing. How we live them means everything.

The praise of injudicious friends frequently fosters bad mannerisms.

No wars are more bitter than those undertaken in the name of religion.

Popular magazines multiply while the library shelves remain undisturbed.

No influence so quickly converts a radical into a reactionary as does his election to power.

Storehouses filled with merchandise will prove a better guarantee than arsenals bulging with ammunition.

I sometimes think that the prevalent use of external cosmetics eats out the internal brain if persisted in long enough.

Throughout my life, I have always found that events which seemed at the time disastrous ultimately developed into positive blessings.

There is no intolerance in the world so great as the intolerance of tolerance, and no bigotry so excessive as the bigotry of the image breaker. To praise the devil is second nature. To praise God is an education.

The search of the Holy Grail or the voyage towards a new continent never enlisted so much energy and so much faith as does this pursuit of youth by old age. It is a race not of the fleet but of the most credulous.

It is high time that the American people should remember a few home truths, and that we should refuse to become partners with a militarism which is still stalking unchecked under the pretense of national needs and of international justice.

Visitors should conform as much as possible to the habits and customs of the house. They should be moderate in their demands for personal attendance. They should not carry their moods into the drawing-room or to the table, and, whether they are bored or not, should be ready to contribute as much as in their power to an atmosphere of pleasure. If the above involves too much self-sacrifice, then an invitation to visit should by no means be accepted.

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