It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever blowing through one's head.

I am dead to adverbs; they cannot excite me. To misplace an adverb is a thing which I am able to do with frozen indifference; it can never give me a pang. There are subtleties which I cannot master at all - they confuse me, they mean absolutely nothing to me - and this adverb plague is one of them.

There are laws to protect the freedom of the press's speech, but none that are worth anything to protect the people from the press

Life becomes fully understandable only the moment we realise that we are all mad.

What marriage is to morality, a properly conducted licensed liquor traffic is to sobriety.

My faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened.

We do not get ice-cream every where, and so, when we do, we are apt to dissipate to excess.