Style is the thing that's always a bit phony, and at the same time you cannot write without style.

Not only is there no question of solitude, but in the long run we may not choose our company.

Convention was our safeguard: could one have stronger?

Forgiveness should be an act, but this is a state with him.

Sins cut boldly up through every class in society, but mere misdemeanours show a certain level in life.

Nobody can be kinder than the narcissist while you react to life in his own terms.

To the sun Rome owes its underlying glow, and its air called golden - to me, more the yellow of white wine; like wine it raises agreeability to poetry.