There may have been disillusionments in the lives of the medieval saints, but they would scarcely have been better pleased if they could have foreseen that their names would be associated nowadays chiefly with racehorses and the cheaper clarets.

Sophie Chattel-Monkheim was a Socialist by conviction and a Chattel-Monkheim by marriage.

His socks compelled one's attention without losing one's respect.

Think how many blameless lives are brightened by the blazing indiscretions of other people.

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

People talk vaguely about the innocence of a little child, but they take mighty good care not to let it out of their sight for twenty minutes.

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.