It is queer how it is always one's virtues and not one's vices that precipitate one into disaster.

Journalism is the ability to meet the challenge of filling space.

“[N]obody likes having salt rubbed into their wounds, even if it is the salt of the earth.”

People call me feminist whenever I express sentiments that differentiate me from a doormat or a prostitute.

His smile bore the same relation to a real smile as false teeth do to real teeth .

Journalism an ability to meet the challenge of filling the space.

Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature; but he is a thinking reed. The entire universe need not arm itself to crush him. A vapour, a drop of water suffices to kill him. But if the universe were to crush him, man would still be more noble than that which killed him, because he knows that he dies and the advantage which the universe has over him; the universe knows nothing of this.

He is in his late sixties, but has the charm of extreme youth, for he comes to a pleasure and hails it happily for what it is without any bitterness accumulated from past disappointments, and he believes that any moment the whole process of life may make a slight switch-over and that everything will be agreeable for ever. His manners would satisfy the standards of any capital in the world, but at the same time he is exquisitely, pungently local.

Now different races and nationalities cherish different ideals of society that stink in each other’s nostrils with an offensiveness beyond the power of any but the most monstrous private deed.

It seemed a good idea at the time.