Persistent prophecy is a familiar way of assuring the event.

To every man it is decreed: Thou shalt live alone. Happy they who imagine that they have escaped the common lot; happy, whilst they imagine it.

Life, I fancy, would very often be insupportable, but for the luxury of self compassion.

For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but make it pulse more vigorously.

Perhaps it is while drinking tea that I most of all enjoy the sense of leisure.

Have the courage of your desire.

Life is a huge farce, and the advantage of possessing a sense of humour is that it enables one to defy fate with mocking laughter.