Money and sex are forces too unruly for our reason; they can only be controlled by taboos with which we tamper at our peril.

Only those who get into scrapes with their eyes open can find the safe way out.

What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?

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.

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

If it's to be, it's up to me.

An improper mind is a perpetual feast.