If I wasn't hard, I wouldn't be alive. If I couldn't ever be gentle, I wouldn't deserve to be alive.

The test of a writer is whether you want to read him again years after he should by the rules be dated.

A real gimlet is half gin and half Rose's lime juice and nothing else.

The kind of lawyer you hope the other fellow has.

I don’t mind if you don’t like my manners. They’re pretty bad. I grieve over them during the long winter evenings.

A man who drinks too much on occasion is still the same man as he was sober. An alcoholic, a real alcoholic, is not the same man at all. You can't predict anything about him for sure except that he will be someone you never met before.

If you believe in an idea, you don't own you, it owns you.