I have noticed that the people who are late are often so much jollier than the people who have to wait for them.

There can be no defence like elaborate courtesy.

The truth is the only thing worth having, and, in a civilized life, like ours, where so many risks are removed, facing it is almost the only courageous thing left to do.

One of the most adventurous things left us is to go to bed. For no one can lay a hand on our dreams.

There is no diplomacy like candor.

What kind of life a dog . . . acquires. I have sometimes tried to imagine by kneeling or lying full length on the ground and looking up. The world then becomes strangely incomplete; one sees little but legs.

What is literature compared with cooking? The one is shadow, the other is substance.