It is your human environment that makes climate.
Note that venerable proverb: Children and fools always speak the truth. The deduction is plain: adults and wise persons never speak it.
A public library is the most enduring of memorials, the trustiest monument for the preservation of an event or a name or an affection; for it, and it only, is respected by wars and revolutions, and survives them.
One holds a bottle of red wine by the neck, a woman by the waist, and a bottle of champagne by the derriere.
It is a good thing to write for the amusement of the public, but it is a far higher and nobler thing to write for their instruction, their profit, their actual and tangible benefit.
When the time comes that a man has had his dinner, then the true man comes to the surface.
I shall never use profanity except in discussing house rent and taxes.
No church property is taxed and so the infidel and the atheist and the man without religion are taxed to make up the deficit.
I smoke in moderation. Only one cigar at a time.
Do not complain about growing old. It is a privilege denied to many.
The principle of give and take is the principle of diplomacy – give one and take ten.
The unspoken word is capital. We can invest it or we can squander it.
Nothing so needs reforming as other people’s habits. Fanatics will never learn that, though it be written in letters of gold across the sky. It is the prohibition that makes anything precious.
Most men die at 27, we just bury them at 72.
Unused talent gives you no advantage over someone who has no talent at all.
Herschel removed the speckled tent-roof from the world and exposed the immeasurable deeps of space, dim-flecked with fleets of colossal suns sailing their billion-leagued remoteness.
He wa’n’t no common dog, he wa’n’t no mongrel; he was a composite. A composite dog is a dog that is made up of all the valuable qualities that’s in the dog breed-kind of a syndicate; and a mongrel is made up of all riffraff that’s left over.
Make your mark in New York and you are a made man.
Comedy keeps the heart sweet.
The longing of my heart is a fairy portrait of myself: I want to be pretty; I want to eliminate facts and fill up the gap with charms.