Socialist: A Man Suffering From An Overwhelming

The Martini: The Only American Invention As Perfect As The Sonnet.

Don't Tell Me What Delusion He Entertains Regarding God, Or What Mountebank He Follows In Politics, Or What He Springs From, Or What He Submits To From His Wife. Simply Tell Me How He Makes His Living. It Is The Safest And Surest Of All Known Tests. A Man Who Gets His Board And Lodging On This Ball In An Ignominious Way Is Inevitably An Ignominious Man.

It Is Only Doubt That Creates. It Is Only The Minority That Counts.

Writing Books Is Certainly A Most Unpleasant Occupation. It Is Lonesome, Unsanitary, And Maddening. Many Authors Go Crazy.

What The Meaning Of Human Life May Be I Don't Know: I Incline To Suspect That It Has None.