To Reason With Poorly Chosen Words Is

Old Age Is Far More Than White Hair, Wrinkles, The Feeling That It Is Too Late And The Game Finished, That The Stage Belongs To The Rising Generations. The True Evil Is Not The Weakening Of The Body, But The Indifference Of The Soul.

If Men Could Regard The Events Of Their Own Lives With More Open Minds, They Would Frequently Discover That They Did Not Really Desire The Things They Failed To Obtain.

There Are Certain Persons For Whom Pure Truth Is A Poison.

A Great Biography Should, Like The Close Of A Great Drama, Leave Behind It A Feeling Of Serenity. We Collect Into A Small Bunch The Flowers, The Few Flowers, Which Brought Sweetness Into A Life, And Present It As An Offering To An Accomplished Destiny. It Is The Dying Refrain Of A Completed Song, The Final Verse Of A Finished Poem.

A Great Statesman, Like A Good Housekeeper, Knows That Cleaning Has To Be Done Every Morning.