You lose your manners when you are poor.

Lonely people, in talking to each other, can make each other lonelier.

The writer’s intention hasn’t anything to do with what he achieves. The intent to earn money or the intent to be famous or the intent to be great doesn’t matter in the end. Just what comes out.

Nobody outside of a baby carriage or a judge’s chamber believes in an unprejudiced point of view.

No one can argue any longer about the rights of women. It’s like arguing about earthquakes.

Unjust. How many times I’ve used that word, scolded myself with it. All I mean by it now is that I don’t have the final courage to say that I refuse to preside over violations against myself, and to hell with justice.

I cannot and will not cut my conscience to fit this year’s fashions.

Success isn’t everything but it makes a man stand straight.

Guilt is often an excuse for not thinking...

I don’t think many writers like their best-known piece of work, particularly when it was written a long time ago.