For the world was changing, and sweetness was gone, and virtue too. Worry had crept on a corroding world, and what was lost- good manners, ease and beauty? Ladies were not ladies anymore, and you couldn't trust a gentleman's word.

Critics are the eunuchs of literature. They stand by in envious awe while the whole man and his partner demonstrate the art of living.

Money is not nice. Money got no friends but more money.

It’s a hard thing to leave any deeply routine life, even if you hate it.

I don’t mind getting smacked on the chin. I just don’t want to get nibbled to death. There’s a difference.

Fella says today, 'Depression is over. I seen a jackrabbit, an' they wasn't nobody after him.' An' another fella says, 'That aint the reason. Can't afford to kill jackrabbits no more. Catch 'em and milk 'em an' turn 'em loose. One you seen prob'ly gone dry.

Once you have lived in New York and made it your home, no place else is good enough