Frank Moore Colby (February 10, 1865 – March 3, 1925) was an American educator and writer. (wikipedia)
When temptations march monotonously in regiments, one waits for to pass.
We do not mind our not arriving anywhere nearly so much as our not having any company on the way.
Many people lose their tempers merely from seeing you keep yours.
As wounded men may limp through life, so our war minds may not regain the balance of their thoughts for decades.
By rights, satire is a lonely and introspective occupation, for nobody can describe a fool to the life without much patient self-inspection.
In middle life politics are not a mental acquisition; they are a temperament.
Women singly do a good deal of harm. Women in bulk are chastening.
Fill an author with a titanic fame and you do not make him titanic; you often merely burst him.
There ought to be some sign in a book about man, that the writer knows thoroughly one man at least.
Sin in this country has been always said to be rather calculating than impulsive.
