That nation is proudest and noblest and most exalted which has the greatest number of really great men.

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.

There was much conversation, most of which sounded like the rest of it.

Do you think it's so snobbish, to want to see something besides one's fellow citizens abroad?

The Maker of the universe with stars a hundred thousand light-years apart was interested, furious, and very personal about it if a small boy played baseball on Sunday afternoon.

Men die, but the plutocracy is immortal; and it is necessary that fresh generations should be trained to its service.

The cocktail filled him with a whirling exhilaration behind which he was aware of devastating desires—to rush places in fast motors, to kiss girls, to sing, to be witty. ... He perceived that he had gifts of profligacy which had been neglected. —chapter 8