Poverty, to be picturesque, should be rural. Suburban misery is as hideous as it is pitiable.

Love is like any other luxury. You have no right to it unless you can afford it.

After money in the bank, a grudge is the next best thing.

It may almost be a question whether such wisdom as many of us have in our mature years has not come from the dying out of the power of temptation, rather than as the results of thought and resolution.

Late hours, nocturnal cigars, and midnight drinkings, pleasurable though they may be, consume too quickly the free-flowing lamps of youth, and are fatal at once to the husbanded candle-ends of age.

Wine is valued for its price, not its flavor.

And though it is much to be a nobleman, it is more to be a gentleman.