Has there ever been an age so rife with neurotic sensibility, with that state of near shudders, or near hysteria, or near nausea, much of it induced by trifles, which used to belong to people who were at once ill-adjusted and over-civilized?

On any morning these days whole segments of the population wake up to find themselves famous, while, to keep matters shipshape, whole contingents of celebrities wake up to find themselves forgotten.

With intellectuals, moral thought is often less a tonic that quickens ethical action than a narcotic that deadens it.

The test of interesting people is that subject matter doesn't matter.

Ours is the country where, in order to sell your product, you don't so much point out its merits as you first work like hell to sell yourself.

The American Way is so restlessly creative as to be essentially destructive; the American Way is to carry common sense itself almost to the point of madness.

The Englishman wants to be recognized as a gentleman, or as some other suitable species of human being; the American wants to be considered a good guy.