Once you grow accustomed to being famous, you do not realize it, but you are never quite your humble, honest self. No matter how tightly you keep the lid on, there is some watered stock of vanity inside. You are… — Corra May Harris Copy Share Image
Once you grow accustomed to being famous, you do not realize it, but you are never quite your humble, honest self. No matter how… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
Maybe I shall never achieve happiness, but one thing I have had - the terrible wisdom of love. — Corra May Harris Copy Share
As I have grown older I am more and more convinced that I have not grown up, that my powers have not come to… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
There is something in the quality of the French mind to which I have always felt a reluctant kinship. They are the only people… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
If you wish to collect complimentary material for a record of yourself, never appeal to your relations. They may be proud of you as… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
Not everything you hear about yourself can be considered good publicity. And if you have delicate sensibilities, the currycomb of public imagination frequently rubs… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
The deadly monotony of Christian country life where there are no beggars to feed, no drunkards to credit, which are among the moral duties… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
Invitations to speak upon public occasions are among my most grievous embarrassments. Why is it inferred that one is or can be a public… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
Mere words will not do. They must convey the color, charm, and pulse of life. They must have a private twinkle of wit in… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
No one has yet had the courage to memorialize his wealth on his tombstone. A dollar mark would not look well there. — Corra May Harris Copy Share
I remember being very smart, which is a form of stupidity. I try not to remember it, but it occurs to me that I… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
sanity, in my opinion, is an achievement. I have seen very few well-balanced people in my life who were not dunces. — Corra May Harris Copy Share
one trouble with all the churches is that they have too many incurable saints in them, men and women who pray too much and… — Corra May Harris Copy Share
