“Inject a few raisins of conversation into the tasteless dough of existence”

“She hadbecome so thoroughly annealed into his life that she was like theair he breathed--necessary but scarcely noticed.”

“Oh, come off your perch!" said the other man, who wore glasses. "Your premises won't come out in the wash. You wind-jammers who apply bandy-legged theories to concrete categorical syllogisms send logical conclusions skallybootin' into the infinitesimal ragbag. You can't pull my leg with an old sophism with whiskers on it.”

“No friendship is an accident. ”

“He seemed to be made of sunshine and blood-red tissue and clear weather.”

“Oh, I know what to do when I see victuals coming toward me in little old Bagdad-on-the-Subway. I strike the asphalt three times with my forehead and get ready to spiel yarns for my supper.”

“Greenwich Village... the village of low rents and high arts.”