The consuming desire of most human beings is deliberately to plant their whole life in the hands of some other person. I would describe this method of searching for happiness as immature. Development of character consists solely in moving toward self-sufficiency.

The war between the sexes is the only one in which both sides regularly sleep with the enemy.

Europeans are quarrelsome.

Vice is its own reward.

The absolute nothingness of death is a blessing. Something to look forward to.

The continued propinquity of another human being cramps the style after a time unless that person is somebody you think you love. Then the burden becomes intolerable at once.

Health consists of having the same diseases as one's neighbors.