Is it worth while to observe that there are no Venetian blinds in Venice?

There will presently be no room in the world for things; it will be filled up with the advertisements of things.

What the American public wants in the theater is a tragedy with a happy ending.

We are creatures of the moment; we live from one little space to another, and only one interest at a time fills these.

The difficulty is to know conscience from self-interest.

He who sleeps in continual noise is wakened by silence.

Is it worth while to observe that there are no Venetian blinds in Venice?