Man only likes to count his troubles, but he does not count his joys.
I swear to you gentlemen, that to be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness.
I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.
Humiliate the reason and distort the soul.
Whether one showed you and execution or a little finger, you would extract an equally edifying thought from both of them, and would still be content. That's the way to get on in life.
If he's honest, he'll steal; if he's human, he'll murder; if he's faithful, he'll deceive.