Women's weapon, water-drops.

Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another's.

She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.

Bohemia is nothing more than the little country in which you do not live. If you try to obtain citizenship in it, at once the court and retinue pack the royal archives and treasure and move away beyond the hills.

It couldn't have happened anywhere but in little old New York.

Each of us, when our day's work is done, must seek our ideal, whether it be love or pinochle or lobster à la Newburg, or the sweet silence of the musty bookshelves.