When I am dead, I hope it may be said: His sins were scarlet, but his books were read.
I have wandered all my life, and I have also traveled; the difference between the two being this, that we wander for distraction, but we travel for fulfillment.
From quiet homes and first beginning, out to the undiscovered ends, there's nothing worth the wear of winning, but laughter and the love of friends.
Child! Do not throw this book about; refrain from the unholy pleasure of cutting all the pictures out.
Statistics are the triumph of the quantitative method, and the quantitative method is the victory of sterility and death.
Just as there is nothing between the admirable omelet and the intolerable, so with autobiography.
