In Austria an editor who can write well is valuable, but he is not likely to remain so unless he can handle a sabre with charm.

I do see that there is an argument against suicide: the grief of the worshipers left behind, the awful famine in their hearts, these are too costly terms for the release.

It is a gratification to me to know that I am ignorant of art... Because people who understand art find nothing in pictures but blemishes.

I have at last, after several months' experience, made up my mind that [New York] is a splendid desert--a domed and steepled solitude, where the stranger is lonely in the midst of a million of his race.

There is nothing more frustrating than a good example.

It is a good and gentle religion, but inconvenient.

At 50, a man can be an ass without being an optimist but not an optimist without being an ass