A poet, any real poet, is simply an alchemist who transmutes his cynicism regarding human beings into an optimism regarding the moon, the stars, the heavens, and the flowers, to say nothing of Spring, love, and dogs.

Sex touches the heavens only when it simultaneously touches the gutter and the mud.

Impersonal criticism?is like an impersonal fist fight or an impersonal marriage, and as successful.

Shaw writes plays for the ages, the ages between five and twelve.

The triumph of sugar over diabetes.

Love demands infinitely less than friendship.

An abstainer is the sort of man you wouldn't want to drink with even if he did.