I cannot sit and think; books think for me.
I have been trying all my life to like Scotchmen, and am obliged to desist from the experiment in despair.
You look wise, pray correct that error.
If there be a regal solitude, it is a sick-bed. How the patient lords it there!
The vices of some men are magnificent.
Books think for me. I can read anything which I call a book.