"Talk ought always to run obliquely, not nose to nose with no chance of mental escape." — Frank Moore Colby

One learns little more about a man from the feats of his literary memory than from the feats of his alimentary canal.

We always carry out by committee anything in which any one of us alone would be too reasonable to persist.

The New York playgoer is a child of nature, and he has an honest and wholesome regard of whatever is atrocious in art.

Persecution was at least a sign of personal interest. Tolerance is composed of nine parts of apathy to one of brotherly love.