How awful to reflect that what people say of us is true!
For souls in growth, great quarrels are great emancipations.
Eat with the rich, but go to the play with the poor, who are capable of joy.
Thank heavens, the sun has gone in and I donโt have to go out and enjoy it.
Growing old is not a gradual decline, but a series of drops, full of sorrow, from one ledge to another below it.
The denunciation of the young is a necessary part of the hygiene of older people, and greatly assists the circulation of the blood.