Idleness is only a coarse name for my infinite capacity for living in the present.

In youth the life of reason is not in itself sufficient; afterwards the life of emotion, except for short periods, becomes unbearable.

When young we are faithful to individuals, when older we grow loyal to situations and to types.

Life is a maze in which we take the wrong turning before we have learned to walk.

There are many who dare not kill themselves for fear of what the neighbours will say.

The one way to get thin is to re-establish a purpose in life.

Nothing dates like hate and in literature a little of it goes a very long way.