Class is material consumed.
One watches them on the seashore, all the people, and there is something pathetic, almost wistful in them, as if they wished their lives did not add up to this scaly nullity of possession, but as if they could not escape. It is a dragon that has devoured us all:
The greatest mystery is not that we have been flung at random between the profusion of matter and of the stars, but that within this prison we can draw from ourselves images powerful enough to deny our nothingness.
When vultures watching your civilization begin dropping dead, it is time to pause and wonder.
Newspapers should have no friends.
As long as I am an American citizen and American blood runs in these veins, I shall hold myself at liberty to speak, to write, and to publish whatever I please on any subject.
Golf is a game in which you claim the privileges of age, and retain the playthings of childhood.
The Art of Love: knowing how to combine the temperment of a vampire with the discretion of an anemone.