Art and religion -they are the same thing, in the end, of course- have given man the only happiness he has ever had.

A man long accustomed to admire his wife in general, seldom pauses to admire her in a particular gown or attitude, unless his attention is directed to her by the appreciative gaze of another man.

Alcohol is perfectly consistent in its effects upon man. Drunkenness is merely an exaggeration. A foolish man drunk becomes maudlin; a bloody man, vicious; a coarse man, vulgar.

To fulfil the dreams of one's youth; that is the best that can happen to a man. No worldly success can take the place of that.

The trouble is you almost have to marry a man before you can find out the sort of wife he needs; and usually it's exactly the sort you are not.

The revolt against individualism naturally calls artists severely to account, because the artist is of all men the most individual; those who were not have been long forgotten.

On the farm the weather was the great fact, and men's affairs went on underneath it, as the streams creep under the ice.