To finish is sadness to a writer — a little death. He puts the last word down and it is done. But it isn't really done. The story goes on and leaves the writer behind, for no story is ever done.

I have thought that men and women should never come together except in bed. There is the only place where their natural hatred of each other is not so apparent.

No man really knows about other human beings. The best he can do is to suppose that they are like himself.

The Mexican War was a training ground for generals, so that when the sad self-murders settled on us, the leaders knew the techniques for making it properly horrible.

Give me a used Bible and I will, I think, be able to tell you about a man by the places that are edged with the dirt of seeking fingers.

A man on a horse is spiritually, as well as physically, bigger then a man on foot.

The American girl makes a servant of her husband and then finds him contemptible for being a servant