God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December.

More from Rectorial address, May 3, 1922, St. Andrew

• It is not real work unless you would rather be doing something else.
• I am not young enough to know everything.
• I write plays for people who wouldn’t be seen dead in the theatre.
• Never ascribe to an opponent motives meaner than your own.
• One’s religion is whatever he is most interested in, and yours is Success.
• To die will be an awfully big adventure.