Sensuality, too, which used to show itself course, smiling, unmasked, and unmistakable, is now serious, analytic, and so burdened with a sense of its responsibilities that it passes muster half the time as a new type of asceticism.

The age of credulity is every age the world has ever known. Men have always turned from the ascertained, which is limited and discouraging, to the dubious, which is unlimited and full of hope for everybody.

It is in his pleasure that a man really lives; it is from his leisure that he constructs the true fabric of self.

We have but the memories of past good cheer, we have but the echoes of departed laughter. In vain we look and listen for the mirth that has died away. In vain we seek to question the gray ghosts of old-time revelers.

Guests are the delight of leisure, and the solace of ennui.

Woman is quick to revere genius, but in her secret soul she seldom loves it.

It is not begging but the beggar, who has forfeited favor with the elect.