You see things; and you say, ‘Why?’ But I dream things that never were; and I say, ‘Why not?

All dress is fancy dress, is it not, except our natural skins?

The churches must learn humility as well as teach it.

Music is the brandy of the damned.

A man ought to be able to be fond of his wife without making a fool of himself about her.

Liquor is the chloroform which enables the poor man to endure the painful operation of living.

I don't know what to say about this book. The experience on which it is founded is so extraordinary, that an honest record of it should be preserved . . . But it would have driven me mad; and I am not sure that the author came out of it without a slight derangement.