There was clearly nothing to do but flop down on the shabby little couch and howl. So Della did it. Which instigates the moral reflection that life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
You can't appreciate home till you've left it, money till it's spent, your wife till she's joined a women's club, nor Old Glory till you see it hanging on a broomstick on the shanty of a consul in a foreign town.
Whenever my patient begins to count the carriages in her funeral procession I subtract 50 per cent from the curative power of medicines.
Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving!
When one loves one's Art no service seems too hard.
A burglar who respects his art always takes his time before taking anything else.
Kerner's father was worth a couple of millions. He was willing to stand for art, but he drew the line at the factory girl. So Kerner disinherited his father and walked out to a cheap studio and lived on sausages for breakfast and on Farroni for dinner.
By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
If man knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they'd never marry.
If men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they'd never marry.
Turn up the lights. I don't want to go home in the dark.
History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.
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.
Busy as a one-armed man with the nettle-rash pasting on wallpaper.
It is said that love makes the world go 'round - the announcement lacks verification. It's wind from the dinner horn that does it.