If there is anybody I detest, it is weak-minded sentimentalists-all those melancholy people who, out of an excess of sympathy for others, miss the thrill of their own essence and drift through life without identity, like a human fog, feeling sorry for everyone.

Sentimentality, the ostentatious parading of excessive and spurious emotion, is the mark of dishonesty, the inability to feel.

To the modern spirit, disillusioned, or at least unillusioned, the great evil to be avoided is sentimentality.

Sentimentality is only sentiment that rubs you up the wrong way.

I hope my tongue in prune juice smothers If I belittle dogs and mothers.

Sentimentality is a failure of feeling.

I don't trust sentimentality in men; it goes with tyranny; you can't have one without the other.

A sentimentalist is a man who sees an absurd value in everything and doesn't know the market price of any single thing.

There is no more subtle dissolvent of morals than sentimentality.