Nothing is sadder than having worldly standards without worldly means.
The man who has the courage of his platitudes is always a successful man.
The creative impulses of man are always at war with the possessive impulses.
Genius and virtue are to be more often found clothed in gray than in peacock bright.
As against having beautiful workshops, studios, etc., one writes best in a cellar on a rainy day.
If men were basically evil, who would bother to improve the world instead of giving it up as a bad job at the outset?
It is not that the French are not profound, but they all express themselves so well that we are led to take their geese for swans.
The American mind, unlike the English, is not formed by books, but, as Carl Sandburg once said to me... by newspapers and the Bible.
People of small caliber are always carping. They are bent on showing their own superiority, their knowledge or prowess or good breeding.
Magnanimous people have no vanity, they have no jealousy, and they feed on the true and the solid wherever they find it. And, what is more, they find it everywhere.