Every man over forty is a scoundrel.

Defeatism is the wretchedest of policies.

The only way for a woman to provide for herself decently is for her to be good to some man that can afford to be good to her.

Security, the chief pretense of civilization, cannot exist where the worst of dangers, the danger of poverty, hangs over everyone's head.

An asylum for the sane would be empty in America.

You sometimes have to answer a woman according to her womanliness, just as you have to answer a fool according to his folly.

What Englishman will give his mind to politics as long as he can afford to keep a motor car?