When a man is tired of life on his 21st birthday it indicates that he is rather tired of something in himself.

I guess I'm the Black Death,' he said slowly. 'I don't seem to bring people happiness any more.

I've been drunk for about a week now, and I thought it might sober me up to sit in a library.

And that taught me you can't have anything, you can't have anything at all. Because desire just cheats you. It's like a sunbeam skipping here and there about a room. It stops and gilds some inconsequential object, and we poor fools try to grasp it - but when we do the sunbeam moves on to something else, and you've got the inconsequential part, but the glitter that made you want it is gone.

Too much of anything is bad, but too much Champagne is just right.

Begin with an individual, and before you know it you find that you have created a type; begin with a type, and you find that you have created - nothing.

Daisy began to sing with the music in a husky, rhythmic whisper, bringing out a meaning in each word that it had never had before and would never have again. When the melody rose, her voice broke up sweetly, following it, in a way contralto voices have, and each change tipped out a little of her warm human magic upon the air.