Poetry has done enough when it charms, but prose must also convince.

The whole aim of practical politics is to keep the populace alarmed (and hence clamorous to be led to safety) by menacing it with an endless series of hobgoblins, all of them imaginary.

In this world of sin and sorrow there is always something to be thankful for as for me, I rejoice that I am not a Republican.

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.

We must respect the other fellow's religion, but only in the sense and to the extent that we respect his theory that his wife is beautiful and his children smart.