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

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.

How it infuriates a bigot, when he is forced to drag out his dark convictions!

There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want; and after that, to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.

Growing old is not a gradual decline, but a series of drops, full of sorrow, from one ledge to another below it.

What pursuit is more elegant than that of collecting the ignominies of our nature and transfixing them for show, each on the bright pin of a polished phrase?

Eat with the rich, but go to the play with the poor, who are capable of joy.