Averageness is a quality we must put up with. Men march toward civilization in column formation, and by the time the van has learned to admire the masters the rear is drawing reluctantly away from the totem pole.

We do not mind our not arriving anywhere nearly so much as our not having any company on the way.

Women singly do a good deal of harm. Women in bulk are chastening.

If a large city can, after intense intellectual efforts, choose for its mayor a man who merely will not steal from it, we consider it a triumph of the suffrage.

Persecution was at least a sign of personal interest.

I have found some of the best reasons I ever had for remaining at the bottom simply by looking at the men at the top.

By rights, satire is a lonely and introspective occupation, for nobody can describe a fool to the life without much patient self-inspection.