People have a right to be shocked; the mention of unmentionable things is a kind of participation in them.

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

Fine writers should split hairs together, and sit side by side, like friendly apes, to pick the fleas from each others fur.

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.

I can't forgive my friends for dying; I don't find these vanishing acts of theirs at all amusing.

Thank heavens, the sun has gone in and I don’t have to go out and enjoy it.

Self-respecting people do not care to peep at their reflections in unexpected mirrors, or to see themselves as others see them.