When married people don't get on they can separate, but if they're not married it's impossible. It's a tie that only death can sever.

You know, of course, that the Tasmanians, who never committed adultery, are now extinct.

Reverie is the groundwork of creative imagination; it is the privilege of the artist that with him it is not as with other men an escape from reality, but the means by which he accedes to it.

A writer need not devour a whole sheep in order to know what mutton tastes like, but he must at least eat a chop. Unless he gets his facts right, his imagination will lead him into all kinds of nonsense, and the facts he is most likely to get right are the facts of his own experience.

Women are constantly trying to commit suicide for love, but generally they take care not to succeed.

She says it's really not very flattering to her that the women who fall in love with her husband are so uncommonly second-rate.

A little smoke lost in the air, that was the life of a man.