I am a member of the rabble in good standing.

Who is the man who can call from the back door at night: "Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme! Here, Champion Alexander of Clane o' Wind-Holme"?

Golf is the most useless outdoor game ever devised to waste the time and try the spirit of man.

My hates have always occupied my mind much more actively and have given greater spiritual satisfactions than my friendships.

Tolerance to my mind has been greatly overrated . . . . I take as much pleasure in detesting the good brothers and sisters of the [Anti-Saloon] League as they have in hating me.

I must not mix champage, whiskey, and gin. (Repeated fifty times to fill column.)

My melon soulCrushed by your Gallagher of apathy

A live-in domestic worker: "You are never sure that your soul is your own except when you are out of the house.

Life tries and succeeds in stopping you with its horrible ways during your happy times

I think what scares people about not being normal is being ostracized for not being like other people. And that's hurtful when that happens.

I'm an entrepreneur, a businessman. I've got a lot of money, and that doesn't go very well with the whole 'starving artist in a garret' routine.

Ships are blowing up at sea, or catching fire, factories are blowing up. Are these accidents? Are these industrial sabotage? No one really suspected a spy network.

There is nothing worse than a man in the throws of an ether bender.

Apelles used to paint a good housewife on a snail, to import that she home-keeping.

I think handbags, not so much clothes anymore, but I think you can tell a fashion victim by their handbag.

Although too much of a soldier among sovereigns, no one could claim with better right to be a sovereign among soldiers.