In the main, there are two sorts of books: those that no one reads and those that no one ought to read.
The chief knowledge that's man on from reading books is the knowledge that very few of them are worth reading.
The capacity of human beings to bore one another seems to be vastly greater than that of any other animal.
The truth is . . . that the great artists of the world are never puritans, and seldom ever ordinarily respectable. No virtuous man - that is, virtuous in the YMCA sense - has ever painted a picture worth looking at, or written a symphony worth hearing, or a book worth reading, and it is highly improbable that the thing has ever been done by a virtuous woman.
[A formula for answering controversial letters -- without even reading the letters:] Dear Sir (or Madame): You may be right.