Audacious ribald: your laughter will finish in hideous boredom before morning.

What you are to do without me I cannot imagine.

A happy family is but an earlier heaven.

There is no sincerer love than the love of food.

A newspaper, not having to act on its descriptions and reports, but only to sell them to idly curious people, has nothing but honor to lose by inaccuracy and non-veracity.

We know now that the soul is the body, and the body the soul. They tell us they are different because they want to persuade us that we can keep our souls if we let them make slaves of our bodies.

The fickleness of the women I love is only equalled by the infernal constancy of the women who love me.