When I was young, I observed that nine out of ten things I did were failures. So I did ten times more work.

Compassion is the fellow-feeling of the unsound.

Love is a gross exaggeration of the difference between one person and everybody else.

Just as I cannot remember any time when I could not read and write, I cannot remember any time when I did not exercise my imagination in daydreams about women.

Man is the only animal which esteems itself rich in proportion to the number and voracity of its parasites.

Reading made Don Quixote a gentleman, but believing what he read made him mad.

What Englishman will give his mind to politics as long as he can afford to keep a motor car?