Occupation: Author Birth: June 20, 1858 Death: November 17, 1932
We are all puppets in the hands of fate and seldom see the strings..
I think I must write a book. It has been my cherished dream and I feel an influence that I cannot resist calling me to the task..
Impossibilities are merely things of which we have not learned, or which we do not wish to happen..
The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe..
There's time enough, but none to spare..
Time touches all things with a destroying hand..
There are sordid souls that eat and drink and breed and die, and imagine they have lived..
Sins, like chickens, come home to roost..
As man sows, so shall he reap. In works of fiction, such men are sometimes converted. More often, in real life, they do not change their natures unti….
Selfishness is the most constant of human motives. Patriotism, humanity, or the love of God may lead to sporadic outbursts sweep away the heaped-up w….
The workings of the human heart are the profoundest mystery of the universe. One moment they make us despair of our kind, and the next we see in them….
We make our customs lightly; once made, like our sins, they grip us in bands of steel; we become the creatures of our creation..
We sometimes underestimate the influence of little things.
Those that set in motion the forces of evil cannot always control them afterwards..
Race prejudice is the devil unchained..