The French cook; we open tins.
Memory heaps dead leaves on corpse-like deeds, from under which they do but vaguely offend the sense.
I think the greatest thing in the world is to believe in people.
I am still under the impression that there is nothing alive quite so beautiful as a thoroughbred horse.
The beginnings and endings of all human undertakings are untidy.
Essential characteristics of a gentleman: The will to put himself in the place of others; the horror of forcing others into positions from which he would himself recoil; and the power to do what seems to him to be right without considering what others may say or think.