They had behind them, to my mind, the terrific suggestiveness of words heard in dreams, of phrases spoken in nightmares.

There is a kind way of assisting our fellow-creatures which is enough to break their hearts while it saves their outer envelope.

Your strength is just an accident owed to the weakness of others.

It is the mark of an inexperienced man not to believe in luck.

Yet, when one thinks of it, diplomacy without force is a but a rotten reed to lean upon.

Vanity plays lurid tricks with our memory, and the truth of every passion wants some pretence to make it live.

I had no particular desire to enlighten them, but I had some difficulty in restraining myself from laughing in their faces, so full of stupid importance.