In a well-run mental household there ought to be a thorough cleaning at the threshold of consciousness a few times a year.

Language is the mother of thought, not its handmaiden.

When I don't make any progress, it is because I have bumped into the wall of language. Then I draw back with a bloody head. And would like to go on.

A child learns to discard his ideals, whereas a grown-up never wears out his short pants.

That an author takes a bow is not humility but presumption. What does the paleface want on the stage afterwards? But before the performance he had even less business there--and paying him royalties is equivalent to cheating the actors.

A weak man has doubts before a decision; a strong man has them afterwards.

Religion, morality, and patriotism are feelings that are manifested only when they are outraged.