In married life three is company and two none.

There is something tragic about the enormous number of young men there are in England at the present moment who start life with perfect profiles, and end by adopting some useful profession.

Be yourself, because others are already taken.

Poor? What does that matter? When poverty creeps in at the door, love flies in through the window.

Everything popular is wrong.

What you really are is a Bunburyist. I was quite right in saying you were a Bunburyist. You are one of the most advanced Bunburyists I know.

It is only the unimaginative who ever invents. The true artist is known by the use he makes of what he annexes.