As soon as a man recognizes that he has drifted into age, he gets reminiscent. He wants to talk and talk; and not about the present or the future, but about his old times. For there is where the pathos of his life lies - and the charm of it. The pathos of it is there because it was opulent with treasures that are gone, and the charm of it is in casting them up from the musty ledgers and remembering how rich and gracious they were.

Only a government that is rich and safe can afford to be a democracy, for democracy is the most expensive and nefarious kind of government ever heard of on earth

How lovely is death; and how niggardly it is doled out.

The exquisitely bad is as satisfying to the soul as the exquisitely good. Only the mediocre is unendurable.

Water, taken in moderation, cannot hurt anybody.

It may be called the Master Passion, the hunger for self-approval.

Let us be thankful for the fools. But for them the rest of us could not succeed.