It is the leisured, I have noticed, who rebel the most at an interruption of routine.

A hobby a day keeps the doldrums away.

Oh, princes thrive on caviar, the poor on whey and curds, / And politicians, I infer, must eat their windy words. / It's crusts that feed the virtuous, it's cake that comforts sinners, / But writers live on bread and praise at Literary Dinners.

Of the small gifts of heaven, / It seems to me a more than equal share / At birth was given / To girls with curly hair.

Gossip isn't scandal and it's not merely malicious. It's chatter about the human race by lovers of the same. Gossip is the tool of the poet, the shop-talk of the scientist, and the consolation of the housewife, wit, tycoon and intellectual. It begins in the nursery and ends when speech is past.

I am he / Who champions total liberty - / Intolerance being, ma'am, a state / No tolerant man can tolerate.

In a successful marriage, there is no such thing as one's way. There is only the way of both, only the bumpy, dusty, difficult, but always mutual path.