Occupation: Novelist Birth: October 29, 1882 Death: January 31, 1944
Falsehood is the jockey of misfortune..
You're an Attorney. It's your duty to lie, conceal, and distort everything, and slander everybody..
Born enemies don't fight. Nations you would say were designed to go to war against each other by their skins, their language, their smell; always jea….
During war we imprison the rights of man..
Everyone, when there's war in the air, learns to live in a new element: falsehood..
When he (man) ceased any longer to heed the words of the seers and prophets, science lovingly brought forth the radio..
Education makes us more stupid than the brutes. A thousand voices call to us on every hand, but our ears are stopped with wisdom..
Death is the next step after the pension-it's perpetual retirement without pay..
I remember a time when a cabbage could sell itself by being a cabbage. Nowadays it’s no good being a cabbage – unless you have an agent and pay him a….
A wife loves out of duty, and duty leads to constraint, and constraint kills desire..
There are truths which can kill a nation..
In war-time a man is called a hero. It doesn't make him any braver, and he runs for his life. But at least it's a hero who is running away..
Is a park any better than a coal mine? What's a mountain got that a slag pile hasn't? What would you rather have in your garden--an almond tree or an….
Their own kind of logic which cries for miracles and, on occasion..
The innocent one is he who does not explain, for whom life is both a mystery and a total light, one who does not complain... For innocence admits of ….
To have money is to be virtuous, honest, beautiful and witty And to be without is to be ugly and boring and stupid and useless..
Water is the one substance from which the earth can conceal nothing; it sucks out its innermost secrets and brings them to our very lips..
There are no elements so diverse that they cannot be joined in the heart of a man..
There's a kind of permission for war which can be given only by the world's mood and atmosphere, the feel of its pulse. It would be madness to undert….
Since I love you, my loneliness begins to throw you..
To seek out in a world full of joy the one thing that is certain to give you pain, and hug it to your bosom with all your strength; that's the greate….