The new year begins in a snow-storm of white vows.

Virtue does not truly reward her votary if she leaves him sad and half doubtful whether it would not have been better to serve vice.

Our common liberty is consecrated by a common sorrow.

Anger is an expensive luxury in which only men of certain income can indulge.

Books are the ever burning lamps of accumulated wisdom.

The big mistake that men make is that when they turn thirteen or fourteen and all of a sudden they've reached puberty, they believe that they like women. Actually, you're just horny. It doesn't mean you like women any more at twenty-one than you did at ten.

A journal should be neither an echo nor a pander.