We can't buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.

She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).

It's said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It's the wind from the dinner horn that does it.

If you can't write a story that pleases yourself, you will never please the public. But in writing the story forget the public.

[A]ll of life, as we know it, moves in little, unavailing circles. More justly than to anything else, it can be likened to the game of baseball. Crack! we hit the ball, and away we go. If we earn a run (in life we call it success) we get back to the home plate and sit upon a bench. If we are thrown out, we walk back to the home plate -- and sit upon a bench.

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.

No friendship is an accident.