The word snob belongs to the sour-grape vocabulary.

We should nourish our souls on the dew of Poesy, and manure them as well.

Whiskey has killed more men than bullets, but most men would rather be full of whiskey than bullets.

How can they say my life is not a success? Have I not for more than sixty years got enough to eat and escaped being eaten?

What pursuit is more elegant than that of collecting the ignominies of our nature and transfixing them for show, each on the bright pin of a polished phrase?

When we say we are certain so-and-so can't possibly have done it, what we mean is that we think he very likely did.

It is the wretchedness of being rich that you have to live with rich people.