“I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming… suddenly you find – at the age of 50, say – that a whole new life has opened before you.”

The human face is, after all, nothing more nor less than a mask.

One knows so little. When one knows more it is too late.

If one sticks too rigidly to one’s principles, one would hardly see anybody.

An archaeologist is the best husband a woman can have. The older she gets the more interested he is in her.

Time is the best killer.

The saddest thing in life and the hardest to live through, is the knowledge that there is someone you love very much whom you cannot save from suffering.

It is deplorable to remove all the romance – all the mystery!

Any coincidencce is worth noticing. You can throw it away later if it is only a coincidence.

The impossible could not have happened, therefore the impossible must be possible in spite of appearances.

One never quite allows for the moron in our midst.

Writers are diffident creatures — they need encouragement.

It is a curious thought, but it is only when you see people looking ridiculous that you realize just how much you love them.

An appreciative listener is always stimulating.

Never go back to a place where you have been happy. Until you do it remains alive for you. If you go back it will be destroyed.

The truth, however ugly in itself, is always curious and beautiful to seekers after it.

Any woman can fool a man if she wants to and if he’s in love with her.

There is a shrine in the temple of age, where lie forever embalmed the memories of such as have deserved well of their country and their race.

The offhand decision of some commonplace mind high in office at a critical moment influences the course of events for a hundred years.

The children despise their parents until the age of when they suddenly become just like them – thus preserving the system.

By the proper intakes of vitamins and other nutrients and by following a few other healthful practices from youth or middle age on, you can, I believe, extend your life and years of well-being by twenty-five or even thirty-five years.

Year’s end, all corners of this floating world, swept.

Most people die at age 25 and are buried at age 65.

Biology has at least 50 more interesting years.

The moon and sun are travelers through eternity. Even the years wander on. Whether drifting through life on a boat or climbing toward old age leading a horse, each day is a journey, and the journey itself is home.