All a writer has to do to get a woman is to say he's a writer. It's an aphrodisiac.

I’ve had all the monstrosity I want.

It would not be practical for her to hate herself. Luckily, God sends a substitute, a husband.

There are evils that have the ability to survive identification and go on for ever... money, for instance, or war.

Brother raises a hand against brother and son against father (how terrible!) and the father also against son. And moreover it is a continuity-matter, for if the father did not strike the son, they would not be alike. It is done to perpetuate similarity. Oh, Henderson, man cannot keep still under the blows.... A hit B? B hit C?--we have not enough alphabet to cover the condition. A brave man will try to make the evil stop with him. He shall keep the blow. No man shall get it from him, and that is a sublime ambition.

She's very pretty but she's honey from the icebox, if you know what I mean. Cold sweets won't spread.

The terms which, in his inmost heart, each man knows. As I know mine. As all know. For that is the truth of it — that we all know, God, that we know, that we know, we know, we know.