I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.

All decent people live beyond their incomes; those who aren't respectable live beyond other people's; a few gifted individuals manage to do both.

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

I always say beauty is only sin deep.

A little inaccuracy sometimes saves a ton of explanation.

The cat of the slums and alleys, starved, outcast, harried, still keeps amid the prowlings of its adversity the bold, free, panther-tread with which it paced of yore the temple courts of Thebes, still displays the self-reliant watchfulness which man has never taught it to lay aside.

Every reformation must have its victims. You can’t expect the fatted calf to share the enthusiasm of the angels over the prodigal’s return.