If men knew how women pass the time when they are alone, they'd never marry.

Life is made up of sobs, sniffles, and smiles, with sniffles predominating.

There is a saying that no man has tasted the full flavor of life until he has known poverty, love, and war.

Turn up the lights. I don't want to go home in the dark.

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.

In the Big City a man will disappear with the suddenness and completeness of the flame of a candle that is blown out.

There is no well-defined boundary line between honesty and dishonesty. The frontiers of one blend with the outside limits of the other, and he who attempts to tread this dangerous ground may be sometimes in the one domain and sometimes in the other.

Love and business and family and religion and art and patriotism are nothing but shadows of words when a man's starving.

Perhaps there is no happiness in life so perfect as the martyr's.

History is bright and fiction dull with homely men who have charmed women.