A Woman's Desire For Revenge Outlasts All

The Man Who Is Master Of His Passions Is Reason's Slave.

Idleness Is Only A Coarse Name For My Infinite Capacity For Living In The Present.

An Author Arrives At A Good Style When His Language Performs What Is Required Of It Without Shyness.

Carelessness Is Not Fatal To Journalism, Nor Are Cliches, For The Eye Rests Lightly On Them. But What Is Intended To Be Read Once Can Seldom Be Read More Than Once; A Journalist Has To Accept The Fact That His Work, By Its Very Todayness, Is Excluded From Any Share In Tomorrow.

The Refractory Pupil Of Socrates, Aristippus The Cyrene, Who Believed Happiness To Be The Sum Of Particular Pleasures And Golden Moments And Not, As Epicurus, A Prolonged Intermediary State Between Ecstasy And Pain.