The world doesn't come to the clever folks, it comes to the stubborn, obstinate, one-idea-at-a-time people.

Some day some one will write a book about that frantic search of the creative worker for silence and freedom, not only from interruption but from the fear of interruption.

the theater is the only money-making business I know in which haste apparently rules from first to last.

The mystery story is two stories in one: the story of what happened and the story of what appeared to happen.

There is no place in the world, I imagine, for a philosopher with a sense of humor, a new leisure, and an inquiring turn of mind!

Women are like dogs really. They love like dogs, a little insistently. And they like to fetch and carry and come back wistfully after hard words, and learn rather easily to carry a basket.

When a great burden is lifted, the relief is not always felt at once. The galled places still ache.