It is a singular fact that most men of action incline to the theory of fatalism, while the greater part of men of thought believe in providence.

Nothing is unimportant to a man plunged in despair. He is as credulous as a criminal sentenced to death who listens to a lunatic raving to him about how he can escape through the keyhole.

Women, perhaps even require a little hypocrisy.

The privilege of feeling at home everywhere belongs only to kings, wolves and robbers.

When will conventional good manners become attractive? When will ladies of fashion exhibit their shoulders a little less and their affability and wit a little more?

Such is life. It is no cleaner than a kitchen; it reeks like a kitchen; and if you mean to cook your dinner, you must expect to soil your hands; the real art is in getting them clean again, and therein lies the whole morality of our epoch.

I'm a great poet. I don't put my poems on paper: they consist of actions and feelings.