Una's face was an unbroken block of calculation, saving where, upon her upper lip, a little down of hair fluttered. Yet it gave one an uncanny feeling. It made one think of a tassel on a hammer.

You beat the liver out of a goose to get a pâté; you pound the muscles of a man's cardia to get a philosopher.

The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.

New York is the meeting place of the peoples, the only city where you can hardly find a typical American.

No man needs curing of his individual sickness; his universal malady is what he should look to.

No one will be much or little except in someone else's mind, so be careful of the minds you get into.

God, children know something they can't tell; they like Red Riding Hood and the wolf in bed!