I am not one to rely upon the expert procedure. It is the psychology I seek, not the fingerprint or the cigarette ash.

The trouble with you and me, is that we don't live in the real world. We dream of fantastic things that may never happen.

There speaks the passion and the rebellion that go with red hair. My second wife had red hair. She was a beautiful woman, and she loved me. Strange, is it not? I have always admired red-haired women. Your hair is very beautiful. There are other things I like about you. Your spirit, your courage; the fact that you have a mind of your own. ~Mr. Aristides

"Look here," I said, "people like to collect disasters."

... evil was, perhaps, necessarily always more impressive than good.

Never do anything yourself that others can do for you.

Many friends have said to me, 'I never know when you write your books, because I've never seen you writing, or even seen you go away to write.' I must behave rather as dogs do when they retire with a bone; they depart in a secretive manner and you do not see them again for an odd half hour. They return self-consciously with mud on their noses. I do much the same.