It's spring fever. That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want—oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!

Both marriage and death ought to be welcome: the one promises happiness, doubtless the other assures it.

The frankest and freest and privatest product of the human mind and heart is a love letter.

I was born lazy. I am no lazier now than I was forty years ago, but that is because I reached the limit forty years ago. You can't go beyond possibility.

Some things you can't find out; but you will never know you can't by guessing and supposing: no, you have to be patient and go on experimenting until you find out that you can't find out.

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

It is my belief that nearly any invented quotation, played with confidence, stands a good chance to deceive.