A Gentleman is a man who will pay his gambling debts even when he knows he has been cheated.

A man on a thousand mile walk has to forget his goal and say to himself every morning, 'Today I'm going to cover twenty-five miles and then rest up and sleep.

The march of humanity, springing as it does from an infinite multitude of individual wills, is continuous.

How often we sin, how much we deceive, and all for what?... All will end in death, all!

I imagine, joking apart, that to know love, one must make mistakes and then correct them.

Art begins when a man, with a purpose of communicating to other people a feeling he once experienced, calls it up again within himself and expresses it by certain external signs.

You can't imagine what a pleasure this complete laziness is to me: not a thought in my brain- you might send a ball rolling through it!