In a world of hunchbacks, a fine figure becomes a monstrosity.

Power is not revealed by striking hard or often, but by striking true.

Danger arouses interest. Where death is involved, the vilest criminal invariably stirs a little compassion.

First love is a kind of vaccination which saves a man from catching the complaint the second time.

To get a traveling salesman drunk is the height of impossibility.

The virtues we acquire, which develop slowly within us, are the invisible links that bind each one of our existences to the others - existences which the spirit alone remembers, for Matter has no memory for spiritual things.

Virtue is always too much of a piece and too ignorant of those shades of feeling and of temperament that enable us to squint when we are placed in a false position.