To philosophize is only another way of being afraid and leads hardly anywhere but to cowardly make-believe.

Love, Arthur, is a poodle's chance of attaining the infinite, and personally I have my pride.

In the kitchens of love, after all, vice is like the pepper in a good sauce; it brings out the flavor, it’s indispensable.

An unfamiliar city is a fine thing. That's the time and place when you can suppose that all the people you meet are nice. It's dream time.

The poetry of heroism appeals irresistibly to those who don't go to a war, and even more to those whom the war is making enormously wealthy. It's always so.

There is no rest for the humble except in despising the great, whose only thought of the people is inspired by self-interest or sadism.

I hadn't found out yet that mankind consists of two very different races, the rich and the poor. It took me ... and plenty of other people . . . twenty years and the war to learn to stick to my class and ask the price of things before touching them, let alone setting my heart on them.