As A Rule, It Was

To Choose What Is Difficult All One's Days, As If It Were Easy, That Is Faith

The Theater Has Never Been Any Good Since The Actors Became Gentlemen.

Fame Often Makes A Writer Vain, But Seldom Makes Him Proud.

One Cannot Walk Through An Assembly Factory And Not Feel That One Is In Hell.

It's Impossible To Represent A Saint [in Art]. It Becomes Boring. Perhaps Because He Is, Like The Saturday Evening Post People, Inthe Position Of Having Almost Infinitely Free Will.