There are few things so pleasant as a picnic eaten in perfect comfort.

We do not write because we want to; we write because we have to.

Life isn't long enough for love and art.

[Money] is the string with which a sardonic destiny directs the motions of its puppets.

There is no more merit in being able to attach a correct description to a picture than in being able to find out what is wrong with a stalled motorcar. In each case it is special knowledge.

There is no need for the writer to eat a whole sheep to be able to tell you what mutton tastes like. It is enough if he eats a cutlet. But he should do that.

He had heard people speak contemptuously of money: he wondered if they had ever tried to do without it.