The writer's life seethes within but not without.

Bath twice a day to be really clean, once a day to be passably clean, once a week to avoid being a public menace.

Ignorance and poverty are the best condiments for the great feast of the world, but the inexperienced and poor are never invited to it.

I wrote much because I was paid little. I had no great desire to leave a literary name behind me.

The state is never so efficient as when it wants money.

Is it better for a man to have chosen evil than to have good imposed upon him?

I mean, there's little enough in this life, really, and you only find it worth living for the odd moments, and if you think you're going to have those odd moments again, then it makes life wonderful and have a meaning.