The triumph of morality: A thief who has broken into a bedroom claims his sense of shame had been outraged, and by threatening theoccupants with exposure of an immoral act he blackmails them into not bringing charges for burglary.

Speech is the mother, not the handmaid, of thought.

A poem is good until one knows by whom it is.

To be perfect, one lacks only a defect.

A writer is someone who can make a riddle out of an answer.

They judge lest they be judged.

Satire chooses and knows no objects. It arises by fleeing from them and their forcing themselves upon it.