The Christian always swears a bloody oath that he will never do it again. The civilized man simply resolves to be a bit more careful next time.

A man is called a good fellow for doing things which, if done by a woman, would land her in a lunatic asylum.

One does not arise from such a book as Sister Carrie with a smirk of satisfaction; one leaves it infinitely touched.

Only a jackass ever talks over his affairs with a woman, whether she be his sweetheart, wife, or sister, or mother.

I have little belief in human progress. The human race is incurably idiotic. It will never be happy.

If we assume that man actually does resemble God, then we are forced into the impossible theory that God is a coward, an idiot and a bounder.

No form of liberty is worth a darn [sic] which doesn't give us the right to do wrong now and then.