Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

I find it easy to forgive the man who invented a devilish instrument like dynamite, but how can one ever forgive the diabolical mind that invented the Nobel Prize in Literature?

We know there is intention and purpose in the universe, because there is intention and purpose in us.

A happy family is but an earlier heaven.

If you strike a child, take care that you strike it in anger, even at the risk of maiming it for life. A blow in cold blood neither can nor should be forgiven.

You don't learn to hold your own in the world by standing on guard, but by attacking, and getting well hammered yourself.

I finished my first book seventy-six years ago. I offered it to every publisher on the English-speaking earth I had ever heard of. Their refusals were unanimous: and it did not get into print until, fifty years later; publishers would publish anything that had my name on it.