The unluckiest insolvent in the world is the man whose expenditure of speech is too great for his income of ideas.

Man makes a great fuss about this planet which is only a ballbearing in the hub of the universe.

New York, the nation's thyroid gland.

Blessed is the satirist; and blessed the ironist; blessed the witty scoffer, and blessed the sentimentalist; for each, having seen one spoke of the wheel, thinks to have seen all, and is content.

There are a lot of people who must have the table laid in the usual fashion or they will not enjoy the dinner.

How womanly it is to ask the unanswerable at the moment impossible.

The evening papers print what they do and get away with it because by afternoon the human mind is ruined anyhow.