Every word she writes is a lie, including and and the.
Mary McCarthy
We are the hero of our own story.
We all live in suspense from day to day; in other words, you are the hero of your own story.
In violence, we forget who we are.
In science, all facts, no matter how trivial or banal, enjoy democratic equality.
The suspense of a novel is not only in the reader, but in the novelist, who is intensely curious about what will happen to the hero.
I am putting real plums into an imaginary cake.
Bureaucracy, the rule of no one, has become the modern form of despotism.
I suppose everyone continues to be interested in the quest for the self, but what you feel when you're older, I think, is that you really must make the self.
Every age has a keyhole to which its eye is pasted.
If someone tells you he is going to make a 'realistic decision', you immediately understand that he has resolved to do something bad.
When an American heiress wants to buy a man, she at once crosses the Atlantic. The only really materialistic people I have ever met have been Europeans.
Being abroad makes you conscious of the whole imitative side of human behavior. The ape in man.
The labor of keeping house is labor in its most naked state, for labor is toil that never finishes, toil that has to be begun again the moment it is completed, toil that is destroyed and consumed by the life process.
You musn't force sex to do the work of love or love to do the work of sex.
People with bad consciences always fear the judgment of children.
In politics, it seems, retreat is honorable if dictated by military considerations and shameful if even suggested for ethical reasons.
The immense popularity of American movies abroad demonstrates that Europe is the unfinished negative of which America is the proof.
I'm afraid I'm not sufficiently inhibited about the things that other women are inhibited about for me. They feel that you've given away trade secrets.
Is it really so difficult to tell a good action from a bad one? I think one usually knows right away or a moment afterward, in a horrid flash of regret.
The American character looks always as if it had just had a rather bad haircut, which gives it, in our eyes at any rate, a greater humanity than the European, which even among its beggars has an all too professional air.
Liberty, as it is conceived by current opinion, has nothing inherent about it; it is a sort of gift or trust bestowed on the individual by the state pending good behavior.
Europe is the unfinished negative of which America is the proof.
The theater is the only branch of art much cared for by people of wealth; like canasta, it does away with the brother of talk after dinner.
Life for the European is a career; for the American it is a hazard.
Labor is work that leaves no trace behind it when it is finished, or if it does, as in the case of the tilled field, this product of human activity requires still more labor, incessant, tireless labor, to maintain its identity as a 'work' of man.
