All mothers think their children are oaks, but the world never lacks for cabbages.

Their very conservatism is secondhand, and they don't know what they are conserving.

One can always tell it's summer when one sees school teachers hanging about the streets idly, looking like cannibals during a shortage of missionaries.

I think of the author as somebody who goes into the marketplace and puts down his rug and says, 'I will tell you a story' and then he passes the hat.

Not enough attention is paid to the negative side of fashion. Great effort is exerted to make people look smart, but somebody should face the fact that a lot of people never will be smart, and that they should be given some assistance in maintaining their fascinating dowdiness.

It was as though she was an exile from a world that saw things her way

Many a promising career has been wrecked by marrying the wrong sort of woman.