A yawn is a silent shout.

Ivory may not be so white as snow, but the whole Arctic continent does not make ivory black.

Oh, most unhappy man,' he cried, 'try to be happy! You have red hair like your sister.' My red hair, like red flames, shall burn up the world,' said Gregory.

There cannot be a nation of millionaires, and there never has been a nation of Utopian comrades; but there have been any number of nations of tolerably contented peasants.

What embitters the world is not excess of criticism, but absence of self-criticism.

Madness does not come by breaking out, but by giving in; by settling down in some dirty, little, self-repeating circle of ideas; by being tamed.

We are like the penny, because we have the image of the king stamped on us, the divine king.