If broken hearts could kill, the earth would be as dead as the moon.

... in the nineteen-thirties ... the most casual reader of murder mysteries could infallibly detect the villain, as soon as there entered a character who had recently washed his neck and did not commit mayhem on the English language.

Women like to sit down with trouble - as if it were knitting.

There wouldn't be half as much fun in the world if it weren't for children and men, and there ain't a mite of difference between them under the skins.

The world of the egotist is, inevitably, a narrow world, and the boundaries of self are limited to the close horizon of personality.... But, within this horizon, there is room for many attributes that are excellent.

To seize the flying thought before it escapes us is our only touch with reality.

Nothing is more consuming, or more illogical, than the desire for remembrance.