Consistency is a human word, but it certainly expresses nothing human.

A sealed book, at whose contents we tremble.

anybody's applause is better than nobody's.

marriage is like money - seem to want it, and you never get it.

I hate the word 'ought' - it always implies something dull, cold, and commonplace. The 'ought nots' of life are its pleasantest things.

Knowledge is much like dust - it sticks to one, one does not know how.

We are ourselves our happiness.