[My characters are] conglomerations of past and present stages of civilization, bits from books and newspapers, scraps of humanity, rags and tatters of fine clothing, patched together as is the human soul

What is economics? A science invented by the upper class in order to acquire the fruits of the labor of the underclass

What an occupation! To sit and flay your fellow men and then offer their skins for sale and expect them to buy them.

Family . . . the home of all social evil, a charitable institution for comfortable women, an anchorage for house-fathers, and a hell for children.

It's risky to take anything on good faith where a woman is concerned.

It is terribly hard to be married, harder than anything. I think one has to be an angel.

That is the thankless position of the father in the family-the provider for all, and the enemy of all.