It is not much for its beauty that makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanates from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
In America, through pressure of conformity, there is freedom of choice, but nothing to choose from.
I guess we'd be living in a boring, perfect world if everybody wished everybody else well.
If one sticks too rigidly to one's principles, one would hardly see anybody.
I've gone into hundreds of fortune-teller's parlors, and have been told thousands of things, but nobody ever told me I was a policewoman getting ready to arrest her.
There is still a difference between something and nothing, but it is purely geometrical and there is nothing behind the geometry.
It pays to be obvious, especially if you have a reputation for subtlety.