Sometimes the idiots outvote the sensible people.

Well, I tell you, if I have been wrong in my agnosticism, when I die I'll walk up to God in a manly way and say, Sir, I made an honest mistake.

For me to go into politics would be like sending a virgin into a house of ill-repute.

Who will argue that 98.6 Farenheit is the right temperature for man? As for me, I decline to do it. It may be that we are all actually freezing hence the pervading stupidity of mankind. At 110 or 115 degrees even archbishops might be intelligent.

Such is the art of writing as Dreiser understands it and practices it--an endless piling up of minutiae, an almost ferocious tracking down of ions, electrons and molecules, an unshakable determination to tell it all. One is amazed by the mole-like diligence of the man, and no less by his exasperating disregard for the ease of his readers.

The only liberty an inferior man really cherishes is the liberty to quit work, stretch out in the sun, and scratch himself.

You come into the world with nothing, and the purpose of your life is to make something out of nothing.