To those who have exhausted politics, nothing remains but abstract thought.

How fondly swindlers coddle their dupes! No mother is as caressing or thoughtful towards her adored child as a merchant in hypocrisy toward his milch-cow.

It is not hope but despair that gives us the measure of our ambitions. We may yield secretly to beautiful poems of hope but grief looms start and stripped of all veils.

The events of human life, whether public or private, are so intimately linked to architecture that most observers can reconstruct nations or individuals in all the truth of their habits from the remains of their monuments or from their domestic relics.

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

Life is simply what out feelings do to us.

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.