The cleverly expressed opposite of any generally accepted idea is worth a fortune to somebody.

Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.

I see you're looking at my cuff buttons." I hadn't been looking at them, but I did now.

Once one is caught up into the material world not one person in ten thousand finds the time to form literary taste, to examine the validity of philosophic concepts for himself, or to form what, for lack of a better phrase, I might call the wise and tragic sense of life.

Many nights he lay there dreaming awake of secret cafés in Mont Marte, where ivory women delved in romantic mysteries with diplomats and soldiers of fortune, while orchestras played Hungarian waltzes and the air was thick and exotic with intrigue and moonlight and adventure.

One writes of scars healed, a loose parallel to the pathology of the skin, but there is no such thing in the life of an individual.

It appears that every man's insomnia is as different from his neighbours as are their daytime hopes and aspirations.