Occupation: Novelist Birth: January 6, 1892 Death: December 6, 1933
Unpopularity is a excellent salve to the conscience; it is delicious to be misunderstood..
The dense and godly wear consistency as a flower, the imaginative fling it joyfully behind them..
Call no man a foe, but never love a stranger..
There are, broadly speaking, two kinds of workers in the world, the people who do all the work, and the people who think they do all the work. The la….
There are some people who can never see a little cloud of fantasy float across the horizon of their dreams without building a heavy castle in the air….
Sometimes I pose, but sometimes I pose as posing..
The sun was like a word written between the sea and the sky, a word that was swallowed up by the sea before any man had time to read it..
The music paled like a candle and went out..
We travel because we do not know. We know that we do not know the best before we start. That is why we start. But we forget that we do not know the w….
The Law likes to be argued with. Take away words and where is the Law? Silence always annoys it..
Man is potentially a son, and woman is potentially a mother; woman depends on the dependence of man. The spinster, if pathetic at all, is pathetic be….
Curiosity needs food as much as any of us, and dies soon if denied it..
Twenty-three is said to be the prime of life by those who have reached so far and no farther. It shares this distinction with every age, from ten to ….
You want the vote so badly that you think it worth while to become hysterical over it.' 'There is not much hysteria in the movement, only hysteria is….
Cows in India occupy the same position in society as women did in England before they got the vote. Woman was revered but not encouraged. Her life wa….
Los Angeles is a sophisticated city; it has no eccentricities and no heart..
Americans were people who wanted to leave every place better than they found it, to leave every man more of a man than they found him. ... Americans ….
You can't discover one foot of clay on an idol without suspecting the other..
I hope that the feeling of making poetry is not confined to the people who write it down. There is no luxury like it, and I hope we all share it. ...….
Imagination seems to be a glory and a misery, a blessing and a curse. Adam, to his sorrow, lacked it. Eve, to her sorrow, possessed it. Had both been….
Music is the ethereal connection between this world and the other..