Our names are labels, plainly printed on the bottled essence of our past behavior.

All reformers, however strict their social conscience, live in houses just as big as they can pay for.

Whiskey has killed more men than bullets, but most men would rather be full of whiskey than bullets.

Hearts that are delicate and kind and tongues that are neither - these make the finest company in the world.

There are people who, like houses, are beautiful in dilapidation.

Style is a magic wand, and turns everything to gold that it touches.

How often my soul visits the National Gallery, and how seldom