Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.

The greatest pleasure I know, is to do a good action by stealth, and to have it found out by accident.

I hate the man who eats without knowing what he’s eating. I doubt his taste in more important things.

In the Negro countenance you will often meet with strong traits of benignity. I have felt yearnings of tenderness towards some of these faces.

I toiled after it, sir, as some men toil after virtue.

We do not go to the theatre like our ancestors, to escape from the pressure of reality, so much as to confirm our experience of it.

Tis the privilege of friendship to talk nonsense, and to have nonsense respected.