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

It is a matter of life and death for married people to interrupt each others stories; for it they did not, they would burst.

We need two kinds of acquaintances, one to complain to, while to the others we boast.

So, I never lose a sense of the whimsical and perilous charm of daily life, with its meetings and words and accidents.

There are few sorrows in which a good income is of no avail.

The lusts and greeds of the body scandalize the Soul; but it has to come to heel.

An echo of music, a face in the street, the wafer of the new moon, a wanton thought - only in the iridescence of things the vagabond soul is happy.