I have sat through an Italian opera, til, for sheer pain, and inexplicable anguish, I have rushed out into the noisiest places of the crowded street, to solace myself with sounds which I was not obliged to follow and get rid of the distracting torment of endless, fruitless, barren attention!

Man is a gaming animal. He must always be trying to get the better in something or other.

Riches are chiefly good because they give us time.

Let us live for the beauty of our own reality.

The Muses were dumb while Apollo lectured.

A Persian's heaven is eas'ly made: 'T is but black eyes and lemonade.

Farewell, farewell to thee, Araby's daughter! Thus warbled a Peri beneath the dark sea.