Talent without tact is only half talent.
You may be witty, but not satirical.
Men who have great riches and little culture rush into business, because they are weary of themselves.
Great grief makes sacred those upon whom its hand is laid. Joy may elevate, ambition glorify, but sorrow alone can consecrate.
I am too sick to be out of bed, too crazy to sleep, and am surrounded by horrors.
Stupidity has no friends, and wants none.