A beautifully constructed borshch, such as you are going to experience presently, ought not only to banish conversation but almost to annihilate thought.

Hors d'oeuvres have always a pathetic interest for me; they remind me of one's childhood that one goes through wondering what the next course is going to be like - and during the rest of the menu one wishes one had eaten more of the hors d'oeuvres.

I hate posterity - it's so fond of having the last word.

Oysters are more beautiful than any religion... There's nothing in Christianity or Buddhism that quite matches the sympathetic unselfishness of an oyster.

A woman who takes her husband about with her everywhere is like a cat that goes on playing with a mouse long after she's killed it.

In baiting a mousetrap with cheese, always leave room for the mouse.

Addresses are given to us to conceal our whereabouts.