To be in hell is to drift; to be in heaven is to steer.

A conquered nation is like a man with cancer: he can think of nothing else.

Life levels all men. Death reveals the eminent.

Now of all the idealist abominations that make society pestiferous I doubt if there be any so mean as that of forcing self-sacrifice on a woman under the pretense that she likes it.

Oh, come! That boot is on the other leg. Why should you call me to account for eating decently? If I battened on the scorched corpses of animals, you might well ask me why I did that

The ideal love affair should be conducted by post.

Gambling promises the poor what property performs for the rich-something for nothing.