If there is one thing worse than being an ugly duckling in a house of swans, it's having the swans pretend there's no difference.
Every day you may make progress. Every step may be fruitful. Yet there will stretch out before you an ever-lengthening, ever-ascending, ever-improving path. You know you will never get to the end of the journey. But this, so far from discouraging, only adds to the joy and glory of the climb.
One thing I've learned in all these years is not to make love when you really don't feel it; there's probably nothing worse you can do to yourself than that.
Someone dragged me by my arms out onto the road, then shoved me, stumbling, down a paved road.
I feel about airplanes the way I feel about diets. It seems to me they are wonderful things for other people to go on.
We owe something to extravagance, for thrift and adventure seldom go hand in hand.
The moment we begin to fear the opinions of others and hesitate to tell the truth that is in us, and from motives of policy are silent when we should speak, the divine floods of light and life no longer flow into our souls.