I am sick of this way of life. The weariness and sadness of old age make it intolerable. I have walked with death in hand, and death's own hand is warmer than my own. I don't wish to live any longer.

Of all these the richest in beauty is the beautiful life. That is the perfect work of art. ~Waddington

In heaven, when the blessed use the telephone they will say what they have to say and not a word besides.

Love is what happens to men and women who don't know each other.

He is not famous. It may be that he never will be. It may be that when his life at last comes to an end he will leave no more trace of his sojourn on earth than a stone thrown into a river leaves on the surface of the water. But it may be that the way of life that he has chosen for himself and the peculiar strength and sweetness of his character may have an ever-growing influence over his fellow men so that, long after his death perhaps, it may be realized that there lived in this age a very remarkable creature.

The author always loads his dice, but he must never let the reader see that he has done so.

The value of money is that with it we can tell any man to go to the devil. It is the sixth sense which enables you to enjoy the other five.