Don't let young people tell you their aspirations; when they drop them they will drop you.

Youth is the time for adventures of the body, but age for the triumphs of the mind.

It is the dread of something happening, something unknown and dreadful, that makes us do anything to keep the flicker of talk from dying out.

How awful to reflect that what people say of us is true!

Those who talk on the razor-edge of double-meanings pluck the rarest blooms from the precipice on either side.

Solvency is entirely a matter of temperament and not of income.

This nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this polite and unpunished vice, this selfish, serene life-long intoxication.