People who climb from one rung of society to another can never do anything simply.

A country is strong which consists of wealthy families, every member of whom is interested in defending a common treasure; it is weak when composed of scattered individuals, to whom it matters little whether they obey seven or one, a Russian or a Corsican, so long as each keeps his own plot of land, blind in their wretched egotism, to the fact that the day is coming when this too will be torn from them.

When Religion and Royalty are swept away, the people will attack the great, and after the great, they will fall upon the rich.

He's got his dog trained so that it only does it on newspapers. The trouble is it does it when he's reading the blasted things.

My writing table has seen all my wretchedness, knows all my plans, has overheard all my thoughts.

All we are is in the soul.

Marriage must perforce fight against the all-devouring monster of habit.