Growing old is not a gradual decline, but a series of drops, full of sorrow, from one ledge to another below it.

There is more felicity on the far side of baldness than young men can possibly imagine.

He who goes against the fashion is himself its slave

One's own vanities and humiliations I find a delicious subject for conversation. Things said of me behind my back I don't enjoy, and don't listen to them.

People have a right to be shocked; the mention of unmentionable things is a kind of participation in them.

Only those who get into scrapes with their eyes open can find the safe way out.

The lusts and greeds of the body scandalize the Soul; but it has to come to heel.