I am the leading strings of the ego and the prompter of its concepts.

Inexperienced girls flatter themselves with the notion that it is in their power to make a man happy.

The hour-hand of life.

In solitude the lonely man is eaten up by himself, among crowds by the many.

The most welcome joke to me is the one that takes the place of a heavy, not altogether innocuous thought, at once a cautionary hint of the finger and a flash of the eye.

To think historically is almost the same thing now as if in all ages history had been made according to theory.

In order to acquire intellect one must need it. One loses it when it is no longer necessary.