I do not know what I think until I write it.

The righteous man takes his life in his hand whenever he utters the truth.

All great art and literature is propaganda.

An asylum for the sane would be empty in America.

Man is the only animal of which I am thoroughly and cravenly afraid...There is no harm in a well-fed lion. It has no ideals, no sect, no party.

It would positively be a relief to me to dig Shakespeare up and throw stones at him.

I was told that my diet was so poor that I could not repair the bones that were broken and operated on. So I have just had an Xradiograph taken; and lo! perfectly mended solid bone so beautifully white that I have left instructions that, if I die, a glove stretcher is to be made of me and sent to you as a souvenir