An improper mind is a perpetual feast.
Most people sell their souls, and live with a good conscience on the proceeds.
It is the wretchedness of being rich that you have to live with rich people.
It is through the cracks in our brains that ecstasy creeps in.
Hearts that are delicate and kind and tongues that are neither - these make the finest company in the world.
The test of enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.