Says the rude child: "No, I won't do it." Says the courteous grown-up: "Yes, I won't do it.

Few novels or plays could exist without at least one troublemaker in the group, and perhaps life couldn't either.

Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can't.

Of all second-class citizens, neurotics are the only ones who are so by choice.

Flesh goes on pleasuring us, and humiliating us, right to the end.

Only where children gather is there any real chance of fun.

If an article is attractive, or useful, or inexpensive, they'll stop making it tomorrow; if it's all three, they stopped making it yesterday.