I went out there for a thousand a week, and I worked Monday, and I got fired Wednesday. The guy that hired me was out of town Tuesday.

The hard necessity of bringing the judge on the bench down into the dock has been the peculiar responsibility of the writer in all ages of man.

... Chicago divided your heart. Leaving you loving the joint for keeps. Yet knowing it never can love you.

There's people in hell who want ice water.

Never lie down with a woman who's got more troubles than you.

Literature is made upon any occasion that a challenge is put to the legal apparatus by conscience in touch with humanity.

Yet once you've come to be part of this particular patch, you'll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.