Isn't it funny that at Christmas something in you gets so lonely for - I don't know what exactly, but it's something that you don't mind so much not having at other times.

There's nothing a man can stand so much of as praise.

A man would rather fail according to his own ideas than succeed according to another's.

All men are no more alike than all women, only aliker.

I hate a conscience. It's always making you feel low down and disreputable. I don't believe I will say anything to my children about one, and let them have some peace.

Death is dreadfully personal, terribly important to oneself, and so unimportant to the rest of the world.

In a man they forgive anything. In a woman nothing.