American Journalist, Historian, Academic and Novelist
This must be Thursday. I never could get the hang of Thursdays.
You live and learn. At any rate, you live.
The impossible often has a kind of integrity which the merely improbable lacks.
Those who seek education in the paths of duty are always deceived by the illusion that power in the hands of friends is an advantage to them.
You say that love is nonsense - I tell you it is no such thing. For weeks and months it is a steady physical pain, an ache about the heart, never leaving one, by night or by day; a long strain on one's nerves like toothache or rheumatism, not intolerable at any one instant, but exhausting by its steady drain on the strength.
The Indian Summer of life should be a little sunny and a little sad, like the season, and infinite in wealth and depth of tone, but never hustled.
Throughout human history the waste of mind has been appalling, and, as this story is meant to show, society has conspired to promote it. No doubt the teacher is the worst criminal, but the world stands behind him and drags the student from his course.
The knack of flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss.
Time is an illusion. Lunchtime doubly so.
A new friend is always a miracle, but at thirty-three years old, such a bird of paradise rising in the sage-brush was an avatar. One friend in a lifetime is much; two are many; three are hardly.
As for piracy, I love to be pirated. It is the greatest compliment an author can have. The wholesale piracy of Democracy was the single real triumph of my life. Anyone may steal what he likes from me.
For a moment, nothing happened. Then, after a second or so, nothing continued to happen.
I have written too much history to have faith in it; and if anyone thinks I'm wrong, I am inclined to agree with him.
In the beginning the Universe was created. This has made a lot of people very angry and been widely regarded as a bad move.
Never esteem anything as of advantage to you that will make you break your word or lose your self-respect.
Space is big. You just won't believe how vastly, hugely, mind-bogglingly big it is. I mean, you may think it's a long way down the road to the drug store, but that's just peanuts to space.
A parent gives life, but as parent, gives no more. A murderer takes life, but his deed stops there. A teacher affects eternity; he can never tell where his influence stops.
At best, the renewal of broken relations is a nervous matter.
For reasons which many persons thought ridiculous, Mrs. Lightfoot Lee decided to pass the winter in Washington. She was in excellent health, but she said that the climate would do her good.
I love deadlines. I like the whooshing sound they make as they fly by.
Intimates are predestined
No historian can take part with - or against - the forces he has to study. To him even the extinction of the human race should merely be a fact to be grouped with other vital statistics.
Sumner's mind had reached the calm of water which receives and reflects images without absorbing them; it contained nothing but itself.
A period of about twelve years measured the beat of the pendulum. After the Declaration of Independence, twelve years had been needed to create an efficient Constitution; another twelve years of energy brought a reaction against the government then created; a third period of twelve years was ending in a sweep toward still greater energy; and already a child could calculate the result of a few more such returns.