Why is it that traveling Americans are always so dreadful?

To a true-blue professor of literature in an American university, literature is not something that a plain human being, living today, painfully sits down to produce. No; it is something dead.

You," Said Dr. Yavitch, "are a middle-road liberal, and you haven't the slightest idea what you want. I, being a revolutionist, know exactly what I want -- and what I want now is a drink.

Winter is not a season, it's an occupation.

I love America, but I don't like it.

What are these unheard of sins you condemn so much - and like so well?

She was snatched back from a dream of far countries, and found herself on Main Street.