Old age is perhaps life's decision about us.

The waste, the insane freaks of these money men, the cynicism and egotism of their life... I'll show that they are not brilliant, not romantic, not delightful, not intelligent.

Money goes where money is, money yearns where money is.

You want to be free and break new ground, speak your mind, fear no man, have the neighbours acknowledge that you're a good man; and at the same time you want to be a success, make money, join the country club, get the votes and kick the other man in the teeth and off the ladder.

The white man in the tropics degenerates every day.

Altruism is selfishness out with a pair of field glasses and imagination.

Charm is a cunning self-forgetfulness.