There is nothing in the world so enjoyable as a thorough-going monomania.

Miserliness is the one vice that grows stronger with increasing years. It yields its sordid pleasures to the end.

History is not written in the interests of morality.

The thinkers of the world should by rights be guardians of the world's mirth.

The dog is guided by kindly instinct to the man or woman whose heart is open to his advances. The cat often leaves the friend who courts her, to honor, or to harass, the unfortunate mortal who shudders at her unwelcome caresses.

Innovations to which we are not committed are illuminating things.

It is not the office of a novelist to show us how to behave ourselves; it is not the business of fiction to teach us anything.