Panic is a sudden desertion of us, and a going over to the enemy of our imagination.
Whether one talks well depends very much upon whom he has to talk to.
Wine is a treacherous friend who you must always be on guard for.
Constant companionship is not enjoyable, any more than constant eating. We sit too long at the table of friendship, when we outsit our appetites for each other's thoughts.
Loss of sincerity is loss of vital power.
The next best thing to being witty one's self, is to be able to be able to quote another's wit.