There is nothing so wrong in this world that a sensible woman can't set it right in the course of an afternoon.

I remember a time when a cabbage could sell itself by being a cabbage. Nowadays it’s no good being a cabbage – unless you have an agent and pay him a commission. Nothing is free anymore to sell itself or give itself away. These days, Countess, every cabbage has its pimp.

During war we imprison the rights of man.

Those who weep recover more quickly than those who smile.

The man who discovers a woman's weakness is like the huntsman in the heat of the day who finds a cool spring. He wallows in it.

Who would prefer peace to the glory of hunger and thirst, of wading through mud, and dying in the service of one's country?

Government defines the physical aspects of man by means of The Printed Form, so that for every man in the flesh there is an exactly corresponding man on paper.