Everytime I read 'Pride and Prejudice' I want to dig her up and beat her over the skull with her own shin-bone.

To me [Edgar Allen Poe's] prose is unreadable—like Jane Austin's [sic]. No there is a difference. I could read his prose on salary, but not Jane's. Jane is entirely impossible. It seems a great pity that they allowed her to die a natural death.

There have been daring people in the world who claimed that Fenimore Cooper could write English, but they are all dead now.

On a book by Henry James: "Once you put it down, you simply can't pick it up.

Stupid men are the only ones worth knowing after all.

I think the Cincinnati Enquirer must be edited by children.