Outside every fat man there is an even fatter man trying to close in.

Whatever part drink may play in the writer's life, it must play none in his or her work.

Wives and such are constantly filling up any refrigerator they have a claim on, even its ice-compartment, with irrelevant rubbish like food.

Education is one thing and instruction, however worthy, necessary and incidentally or monetarily educative, another.

Consciousness was upon him before he could get out of the way.

Death has this much to be said for it: You don't have to get out of bed for it. Wherever you happen to be They bring it to you—free.

If you can't annoy somebody, there is little point in writing.