If people will bring dynamite into a powder factory, they must expect explosions.

. . . the fellow's got a bee in his bonnet. Thinks God's a secretion of the liver--all right once in a way, but there's no need to keep on about it. There's nothing you can't prove if your outlook is only sufficiently limited.

A human being must have occupation if he or she is not to become a nuisance to the world.

A person who tells a secret, swearing the recipient to secrecy in turn, is asking of the other person a discretion which he is abrogating himself.

Heaven deliver us, what's a poet? Something that can't go to bed without making a song about it.

Birth is beastly - and death - and digestion, if it comes to that. Sometimes when I think of what's happening inside me to a beautiful suprème de sole, with the caviare in boats, and the croûtons and the jolly little twists of potato and all the gadgets - I could cry. But there it is, don't you know.

To complain that man measures God by his own experience is a waste of time; man measures everything by his own experience; he has no other yardstick.