If the English can survive their food, they can survive anything.

We have in England a curious belief in first-rate people, meaning all the people we do not know; and this consoles us for the undeniable second-rateness of the people we do know.

A mind of the caliber of mine cannot derive its nutrient from cows.

As I write, there is a craze for what is called psychoanalysis, or the cure of diseases by explaining to the patient what is the matter with him: an excellent plan if you happen to know what is the matter with him, especially when the explanation is that there is nothing the matter with him.

Trade unionism is not socialism. It is the capitalism of the proletariat.

The world was to Shakespeare a great stage of fools on which he was utterly bewildered. His pregnant observations of life are not coordinated into any philosophy.

Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman, but believing what he read made him mad.