The real moment of success is not the moment apparent to the crowd.

The real Brahms is nothing more than a sentimental voluptuary. rather tiresomely addicted to dressing himself up as Handel or Beethoven and making a prolonged and intolerable noise.

Titles distinguish the mediocre, embarrass the superior, and are disgraced by the inferior.

Let wife and child perish, and lay bricks for your last crust, rather than part with an iota of your [copy]rights.

In an ugly and unhappy world the richest man can purchase nothing but ugliness and unhappiness.

A conquered nation is like a man with cancer: he can think of nothing else.

My opportunities were still there, nay, they multiplied tenfold; but the strength and youth to cope with them began to fail, and to need eking out with the shifty cunning of experience.