Say what you will, there is something fine about our old aristocracy. I'll bet Trotsky couldn't hit a moving secretary with an egg on a dark night.

Many a man may look respectable, and yet be able to hide at will behind a spiral staircase.

I love writing. I never feel really comfortable unless I am either actually writing or have a story going. I could not stop writing.

I wouldn't have a face like that,' proceeded the child, with a good deal of earnestness, 'not if you gave me a million dollars.' He thought for a moment, then corrected himself. 'Two million dollars!' he added.

He was white and shaken, like a dry martini.

What you want, my lad, and what you're going to get are two very different things.

An apple a day, if well aimed, keeps the doctor away.