People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.

Don't laugh at youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find his own.

It's an odd thing about this universe that, though we all disagree with each other, we are all of us always in the right.

What I like in a good author is not what he says but what he whispers.

There is more felicity on the far side of baldness than young men can possibly imagine.

We need new friends; some of us are cannibals who have eaten their old friends up; others must have ever-renewed audiences before whom to re-enact the ideal version of their lives.

People before the public live an imagined life in the thought of others, and flourish or feel faint as their self outside themselves grows bright or dwindles in that mirror.