He was so benevolent, so merciful a man that, in his mistaken passion, he would have held an umbrella over a duck in a shower of rain.

Slugs crawl and crawl over our cabbages, like the world's slander over a good name. You may kill them, it is true; but there is the slime.

Luck, mere luck may make even madness wisdom.

Quality, not quantity, is my measure.

The best thing I know between France and England is the sea.

I never hear the rattling of dice that it does not sound to me like the funeral bell of the whole family.

We are all slaves to the shining metal.