When I contemplate the accumulation of guilt and remorse which, like a garbage-can, I carry through life, and which is fed not only by the lightest action but by the most harmless pleasure, I feel Man to be of all living things the most biologically incompetent and ill-organized. Why has he acquired a seventy years life-span only to poison it incurably by the mere being of himself? Why has he thrown Conscience, like a dead rat, to putrefy in the well?

Green leaves on a dead tree is our epitaph-green leaves, dear reader, on a dead tree.

Boys do not grow up gradually. They move forward in spurts like the hands of clocks in railway stations.

In America every woman has her set of girl-friends; some are cousins, the rest are gained at school. These form a permanent committee who sit on each other's affairs, who come out together, marry and divorce together, and who end as those groups of bustling, heartless well-informed club-women who govern society. Against them the Couple of Ehepaar is helpless and Man in their eyes but a biological interlude.

We must select the illusion which appeals to our temperament, and embrace it with passion, if we want to be happy.

The American language is in a state of flux based upon survival of the unfittest.

The true function of a writer is to produce a masterpiece and no other task is of any consequence.