There are four types of men in the world: lovers, opportunists, lookers-on, and imbeciles. The happiest are the imbeciles.
Hippolyte TaineHis tongue is by turns a sponge, a brush, a comb. He cleans himself, he smooths himself, he knows what is proper.
Hippolyte TaineFor thirty centuries, from her sacred seat the cat looked down, and crouching at her feet, beheld the race of conquering Pharaohs kneel.
Hippolyte Taine