Stay true to the dreams of thy youth.

I have written a wicked book, and feel spotless as the lamb. Ineffable socialities are in me. I would sit down and dine with you and all the gods in old Rome's Pantheon. It is a strange feeling--no hopefulness is in it, no despair. Content--that is it; and irresponsibility; but without licentious inclination.

If you are poor, avoid wine as a costly luxury; if you are rich, shun it as a fatal indulgence. Stick to plain water.

I cherish the greatest respect towards everybody's religious obligations, no matter how comical.

Youth is immortal; Tis the elderly only grow old!

It is hard to be finite upon an infinite subject, and all subjects are infinite.

The drama's done. Why then here does any one step forth? — Because one did survive the wreck.