There comes a day when, for someone who has persecuted us, we feel only indifference, a weariness at his stupidity. Then we forgive him.
The art of living is the art of knowing how to believe lies.
Give me the ready hand rather than the ready tongue.
Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.
All sins have their origin in a sense of inferiority otherwise called ambition.
A man is never completely alone in this world. At the worst, he has the company of a boy, a youth, and by and by a grown man - the one he used to be.