Nothing contributes so much to tranquilizing the mind as a steady purpose - a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.
The power of accurate observation is commonly called cynicism by those who have not got it.
'Never put off until tomorrow what you can do today.' Under the influence of this pestilent morality, I am forever letting tomorrow's work slop backwards into today's, and doing painfully and nervously today what I could do quickly and easily tomorrow.
While we have the gift of life, it seems to me that only tragedy is to allow part of us to die - whether it is our spirit, our creativity, or our glorious uniqueness.
The coldest winter I ever spent was a summer in San Francisco.
My pessimism extends to the point of even suspecting the sincerity of the pessimists.
Cheerfulness, it would appear, is a matter which depends fully as much on the state of things within, as on the state of things without and around us.