The mind has no sex.

You can bind my body, tie my hands, govern my actions: you are the strongest, and society adds to your power; but with my will, sir, you can do nothing.

You see what stupid folk my publishers are; but they are all alike.

Life is a slate where all our sins are written; from time to time we rub the sponge of repentance over it so we can begin sinning again.

The cigar is the perfect complement to an elegant lifestyle.

a woman's heart has no wrinkles.

Death must no longer be either the penalty for prosperity or the consolation of misery. God did not destine it to be either the punishment or the compensation for life.