“Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man’s starving!”

It’s said that love makes the world go around. Let me tell you, the announcement lacks verification. It’s the wind from the dinner horn that does it.

Except in streetcars one should never be unnecessarily rude to a lady.

When I see a shipwreck, I like to know what caused the disaster. I learned nothing but the glow that wrapped her face when the soup came. That’s the story.

Turn up the lights. I don’t want to go home in the dark.

We can’t buy one minute of time with cash; if we could, rich people would live longer.

Humans were denied the speech of animals. The only common ground of communication upon which dogs and men can get together is in fiction.

If you live in an atmosphere of luxury, luxury is yours whether your money pays for it, or another’s.

It was beautiful and simple, as truly great swindles are.

To a woman nothing seems quite impossible to the powers of the man she worships.

Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr’s.

We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.

If man knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they’d never marry.

Young artists must pave their way to Art by drawing pictures for magazine stories that young authors write to pave their way to Literature.

There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavor of life until he has known poverty, love, and war.

Those whom we first love we seldom marry.

There are a few editor men with whom I am privileged to come in contact. It has not been long since it was their habit to come in contact with me. There is a difference.

It’s the rhythm that gets to the kids – they’re starved of music they can dance to, after all those years of crooners.

Showing wise kinds and blissful martyrs- while bankers wept and peasants starved.

There are people all over the world starving and here we are trying to get pot delivered for free; we felt kind of guilty.

And I’ve also found people that won’t give you a piece of bread if you’re starving to death.

Starve your distractions, feed your focus.

Ladies of Fashion starve their happiness to feed their vanity, and their love to feed their pride.

So thirsty,” Jack groaned. “So worried,”said the frog. I hope we don’t starve to death.” “Yes,”said Jill, “not starving to death would be nice.”

Bold knaves thrive without one grain of sense, But good men starve for want of impudence.