As I got warmed up, and felt perfectly at home in talk, I heard myself boasting, lying, exaggerating. Oh, not deliberately, far from it. It would be unconvivial and dull to stop and arrest the flow of talk, and speak only after carefully considering whether I was telling the truth.

I would willingly stand at street corners, hat in hand, begging passerby to drop their unused minutes into it.

Government lasts as long as the under-taxed can defend themselves against the over-taxed.

Literature in its most comprehensive sense is the autobiography of humanity.

International affairs will be placed on a better footing when it is understood that there is no way of punishing a people for the crimes of its rulers.

Boast is always a cry of despair, except in the young it is a cry of hope.

Not what man knows but what man feels, concerns art. All else is science.