The stabbing horror of life is not contained in calamities and disasters, because these things wake one up and one gets very familiar and intimate with them and finally they become tame again. No, it is more like being in a hotel room in Hoboken let us say, and just enough money in one's pocket for another meal.

There's something perverse about women...they're all masochists at heart.

But it's just because the chances are all against you, just because there is so little hope, that life is sweet over here.

By choosing to live above the ordinary level we create extraordinary problems for ourselves.

For one crime which is expiated in prison ten thousand are committed thoughtlessly by those who condemn.

The world isn't kept running because it's a paying proposition. (God doesn't make a cent on the deal.) The world goes on because a few men in every generation believe in it utterly, accept it unquestioningly; they underwrite it with their lives.

There's nothing wrong with the world. What's wrong is our way of looking at it.