"Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits." -- Paul Eldridge
Paul Eldridge (May 5, 1888 - July 28, 1982) was an American poet, novelist, short story writer and teacher. The son of Leon and Jeanette Eldridge (née Lafleur), he was born in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania on May 5, 1888. He later married a fellow writer, Sylvette de Lamar (author of a 1932 novel Jews and the Cross). He received his B.S. from Temple University in 1909, his M.A. from the University of Pennsylvania in 1911, and a doctorate from the University of Paris in 1913. He was a teacher of romance languages at the high school level in New York until his retirement in 1945. He was a lecturer on American Literature at the Sorbonne in 1913 and at the University of Florence in 1923. He later was an instructor of English literature at Saint John's College in Philadelphia, from 1910-1912, and was a member of the Authors' and Dramatists' League of the Authors' Guild of America.
He is best known for collaborating with the American decadent novelist and poet George Sylvester Viereck on a trilogy of exotic fantasy novels from 1928 to 1932, My First Two Thousand Years: the Autobiography of the Wandering Jew, Salome: the Wandering Jewess and the Invincible Adam. A highly prolific author, many of his later books were published by E. Haldeman-Julius in his "Little Blue Books" series. He died at the age of 94 in a New York City nursing home on July 28, 1982.
"History is the transformation of tumultuous conquerors into silent footnotes.""If we were brought to trial for the crimes we have committed against ourselves, few would escape the gallows.""In the spider-web of facts, many a truth is strangled.""Man is ready to die for an idea, provided that idea is not quite clear to him.""Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird.""Reading the epitaphs, our only salvation lies in resurrecting the dead and burying the living.""There are those whose sole claim to profundity is the discovery of exceptions to the rules.""We endeavor to stuff the universe into the gullet of an aphorism.""With the stones we cast at them, geniuses build new roads with them."