Most of the people living in New York have come here from the far to try to make enough money to go back to the farm

The things that I can't have I want, And what I have seems second-rate, The things I want to do I can't, And what I have to do I hate.

A certain alloy of expediency improves the gold of morality and makes it wear all the longer.

If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that's read by persons who move their lips when they're reading to themselves.

Not every woman in old slippers can manage to look like Cinderella

The art of newspaper paragraphing is to stroke a platitude until it purrs like an epigram.

For all of the creeds are false, and all of the creeds are true; And low at the shrines where my brothers bow, there will I bow too; For no form of a god, and no fashion Man has made in his desperate passion, But is worthy some worship of mine; Not too hot with a gross belief, Nor yet too cold with pride, I will bow me down where my brothers bow, Humble, but open eyed.