If ever there was an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptown-on-the-Hudson called New York.
You can't appreciate home until you've left it, money till it's spent, your wife till she's joined a woman's club, nor Old Glory till you see it hanging on a broomstick on the shanty of a consul in a foreign town.
Life is made up of sobs, sniffles and smiles, with sniffles predominating.
The true adventurer goes forth aimless and uncalculating to meet and greet unknown fate.
It is said that love makes the world go 'round - the announcement lacks verification. It's wind from the dinner horn that does it.
Whenever he saw a dollar in another man's hands he took it as a personal grudge, if he couldn't take it any other way.
Bohemia is nothing more than the little country in which you do not live. If you try to obtain citizenship in it, at once the court and retinue pack the royal archives and treasure and move away beyond the hills.
A straw vote only shows which way the hot air blows.
East is East, and West is San Francisco, according to Californians. Californians are a race of people; they are not merely inhabitants of a State.
The people of the State of Texas consist principally of men, women, and children, with a sprinkling of cowboys. The weather is very good, thermometer rarely rising above 2,500 degrees in the shade and hardly ever below 212.
By nature and doctrines I am addicted to the habit of discovering choice places wherein to feed.
Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence.
I have been called 'The American De Maupassant.' Well, I never wrote a filthy word in my life, and I don't like to be compared to a filthy writer.
It'll be a great place if they ever finish it.
She plucked from my lapel the invisible strand of lint (the universal act of woman to proclaim ownership).
The Venturer is one who keeps his eye on the hedgerows and wayside groves and meadows while he travels the road to Fortune.
By rights you're a king. If I was you, I'd call for a new deal.
There is one day that is ours. Thanksgiving Day is the one day that is purely American.
We may achieve climate, but weather is thrust upon us.
