Paradoxes Are The Only Truths.

All Progress Means War With Society.

Woman's Happiness Begins With Her First Love And Ends About Then

With The Single Exception Of Homer, There Is No Eminent Writer, Not Even Sir Walter Scott, Whom I Can Despise So Entirely As I Despise Shakespeare When I Measure My Mind Against His. . . . It Would Positively Be A Relief To Me To Dig Him Up And Throw Stones At Him.

We Don't Stop Playing Because We Grow Old; We Grow Old Because We Stop Playing.

This Is The True Joy In Life, The Being Used For A Purpose Recognized By Yourself As A Mighty One.