Politics in the middle of things of the imagination is like a pistol shot in the middle of a concert.

A man who is half an idiot, but who keeps a sharp lookout and acts prudently all his life, often enjoys the pleasure of triumphing over men of more imagination than he

Never had he found himself so close to those terrible weapons of feminine artillery.

The man of genius is he and he alone who finds such joy in his art that he will work at it come hell or high water.

Faith, I am no such fool; everyone for himself in this desert of selfishness which is called life.

I have a bad memory for facts.

I think no woman I have had ever gave me so sweet a moment, or at so light a price, as the moment I owe to a newly heard musical phrase.