Life isn't long enough for love and art.

The mystic sees the ineffable, and the psychopathologist the unspeakable.

A good story is obviously a difficult thing to invent, but its difficulty is a poor reason for despising it.

Life is so largely controlled by chance that its conduct can be but a perpetual improvisation.

What do we any of us have but our illusions? And what do we ask of others but that we be allowed to keep them?

Money is like a sixth sense without which you cannot make a complete use of the other five.

Perfection has one grave defect: it is apt to be dull.