We have a terror of seeming to exert ourselves, lest it be noticed that we exerted ourselves and did not succeed.

There's nothing wrong with most men's egos that the kowtowing of a headwaiter can't cure.

We are irritated by rascals, intolerant of fools, and prepared to love the rest. But where are they?

If it came true, it wasn't much of a dream.

We are like people with short-term leases on summer cottages; we can never seem to make our provisions come out even with our stay.

The best work is done with the heart breaking, or overflowing.

Good food, good sex, good digestion, good sleep: to these basic animal pleasures, man has added nothing but the good cigarette.