With extramarital courtship, the deception was prolonged where it had been ephemeral, necessary where it had been frivolous, conspiratorial where it had been lonely.

Is it really so difficult to tell a good action from a bad one? I think one usually knows right away or a moment afterward, in a horrid flash of regret.

Our language, once homely and colloquial, seeks to aggrandize our meanest activities with polysyllabic terms or it retreats from frankness into a stammering verbosity.

Whenever in history, equality appeared on the agenda, it was exported somewhere else, like an undesirable.

An unrectified case of injustice has a terrible way of lingering, restlessly, in the social atmosphere like an unfinished question.

Being abroad makes you conscious of the whole imitative side of human behavior. The ape in man.

Bureaucracy, the rule of no one, has become the modern form of despotism.