We never care to know new people unless we are sure we shall like them.
fiction is not only the historian of life but its apologist.
New York has always prided itself on its bad manners. That is the real source of our strength.
... the irony of life is not that you cannot forget but that you can.
Nowhere can it rain harder and with a more tiresome persistence than in California during the brief season when it rains at all.
orthodoxy is a fixed habit of mind. The average man and woman hug their orthodoxies and spit their venom on those that outrage them.