Delicacy - a sad, sad false delicacy - robs literature of the two best things among its belongings: Family-circle narratives & obscene stories.
No man's life, liberty, or property are safe while the legislature is in session.
There is only one good sex. The female one.
Do the right thing. It will gratify some people and astonish the rest.
It consists mainly of the storm of thoughts that is forever blowing through one's head.
Happiness ain't a thing in itself - it's only a contrast with something that ain't pleasant.