Civilized society is one huge bourgeoisie: no nobleman dares now shock his greengrocer.

Here there is no hope, and consequently no duty, no work, nothing to be gained by praying, nothing to be lost by doing what you like. Hell, in short, is a place where you have nothing to do but amuse yourself.

Imagination is the beginning of creation. You imagine what you desire, you will what you imagine and at last you create what you will.

Reminiscences make one feel so deliciously aged and sad.

What is any respectable girl brought up to do but to catch some rich man's fancy and get the benefit of his money by marrying him?--as if a marriage ceremony could make any difference in the right or wrong of the thing!

It's so hard to know what to do when one wishes earnestly to do right.

I can forgive Alfred Nobel for having invented dynamite, but only a fiend in human form could have invented the Nobel Prize.