I think remorse ought to stop biting the consciences that feed it.

One man's remorse is another man's reminiscence.

Remorse is a violent dyspepsia of the mind.

A door is what a dog is perpetually on the wrong side of.

I do not like to get the news, because there has never been an era when so many things were going so right for so many of the wrong persons.

Every New Year is the direct descendant, isn't it, of a long line of proven criminals?

Middle age is when you've met so many people that every new person you meet reminds you of someone else. . . .

The most exciting happiness is the happiness generated by forces beyond your control.