To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.Collection: Love
A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.Collection: Dreams
Everybody who is incapable of learning has taken to teaching.Collection: Learning
The one charm about marriage is that it makes a life of deception absolutely necessary for both parties.Collection: Marriage
The typewriting machine, when played with expression, is no more annoying than the piano when played by a sister or near relation.Collection: Technology
Romance should never begin with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.Collection: Science
Fathers should be neither seen nor heard. That is the only proper basis for family life.Collection: Family
By giving us the opinions of the uneducated, journalism keeps us in touch with the ignorance of the community.
Ordinary riches can be stolen; real riches cannot. In your soul are infinitely precious things that cannot be taken from you.
Sometimes the poor are praised for being thrifty. But to recommend thrift to the poor is both grotesque and insulting. It is like advising a man who is starving to eat less.
The salesman knows nothing of what he is selling save that he is charging a great deal too much for it.
Most people die of a sort of creeping common sense, and discover when it is too late that the only things one never regrets are one's mistakes.
There are many things that we would throw away if we were not afraid that others might pick them up.
Technique is really personality. That is the reason why the artist cannot teach it, why the pupil cannot learn it, and why the aesthetic critic can understand it.
In its primary aspect, a painting has no more spiritual message than an exquisite fragment of Venetian glass. The channels by which all noble and imaginative work in painting should touch the soul are not those of the truths of lives.
I suppose society is wonderfully delightful. To be in it is merely a bore. But to be out of it is simply a tragedy.
Literature must rest always on a principle, and temporal considerations are no principle at all. For, to the poet, all times and places are one; the stuff he deals with is eternal and eternally the same: no theme is inept, no past or present preferable.