The sea complains upon a thousand shores.

The discovery of a grey hair when you are brushing out your whiskers of a morning—first fallen flake of the coming snows of age—is a disagreeable thing.... So are flying twinges of gout, shortness of breath on the hill-side, the fact that even the moderate use of your friend's wines at dinner upsets you. These things are disagreeable because they tell you that you are no longer young—that you have passed through youth, are now in middle age, and faring onward to the shadows in which, somewhere, a grave is hid.

Love is but the discovery of ourselves in others, and the delight in the recognition.

There is nothing good in this world which time does not improve.

The saddest thing that befalls a soul is when it loses faith in god and woman.

A thought may be very commendable as a thought, but I value it chiefly as a window through which I can obtain insight on the thinker.

In life there is nothing more unexpected and surprising than the arrivals and departures of pleasure. If we find it in one place today, it is vain to seek it there tomorrow. You can not lay a trap for it.