I will ride my luck on occasion, but I like to pick the occasion.

The requisitions of the income tax have added greatly to the attractions of mercenary crime.

Nothing is more admirable than the fortitude with which millionaires tolerate the disadvantages of their wealth.

What the tongue has promised, the body must submit to.

Hemingway never grew out of adolescence. His scope and depth stayed shallow because he had no idea what women are for.

If I'm home with no chore at hand, and a package of books has come, the television set and the chess board and the unanswered mail will have to manage without me if one of the books is a detective story.

Millions of American women, and some men, commit that outrage every summer day. They are turning a superb treat into mere provender. Shucked and boiled in water, sweet corn is edible and nutritious; roasted in the husk in the hottest possible oven for forty minutes, shucked at the table, and buttered and salted, nothing else, it is ambrosia. No chef’s ingenuity and imagination have ever created a finer dish. American women should themselves be boiled in water.