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

Whenever he saw a dollar in another man’s hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn’t take it any other way.

She had become so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like the air he breathed–necessary but scarcely noticed.

Most wonderful of all are words, and how they make friends one with another.

Whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines.

Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

No friendship is an accident.

What else can you expect from a town thats shut off from the world by the ocean on one side and New Jersey on the other?

By rights you’re a king. If I was you, I’d call for a new deal.

A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.

East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.

It gives men courage and ambition and the nerve for anything. It has the colour of gold, is clear as a glass and shines after dark as if the sunshine were still in it.

Women’s weapon, water-drops.

When one loves one’s Art no service seems too hard.

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

The lonesomest thing in all the world is a soul when it is making ready to go on its mysterious, far journey.

It ain’t the roads we take; it’s what’s inside of us that makes us turn out the way we do.

Those who worship don’t know, and those who know don’t worship.

Open to everyone, regardless of where they come from, what they look like, how they worship or who they love.

So long as men worship the Caesars and Napoleons, Caesars and Napoleons will duly arise and make them miserable.

Every man worships the dollar, and is down before his shrine from morning to night… Other men, the world over, worship regularly at the shrine with matins and vespers, nones and complines, and whatever other daily services may be known to the religious houses; but the New Yorker is always on his knees.

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on?

The vast majority of the American people are hard-working taxpayers who take responsibility for their families, go to work every day, they pay their mortgage on time, they volunteer in the community.

I dislike religion quite intensely. It’s been the cause of all the grief in the world ever since they discovered the first stone to worship.

The cat is such a perfect symbol of beauty and superiority that it seems scarcely possible for any true aesthete and civilised cynic to do other than worship it.