In The Arts Of Peace Man Is

Where There Is No Religion, Hypocrisy Becomes Good Taste.

The Worst Sin Toward Our Fellow Creatures Is Not To Hate Them, But To Be Indifferent To Them: That's The Essence Of Inhumanity.

I Fought Linotype And Montype For Some Time Because It Would Not Justify As Well As Handset Could Be Made To Do; But At Last, As Always Happens, The Machine Outdid The Hand, And Got All The Best Types On It.

My Mother Married A Very Good Man ... And She Is Not At All Keen On My Doing The Same.

Every Man Over Forty Is A Scoundrel.