there is not enough interest in life to spread over twenty-four hours when one can't sleep.
The more I see of man, the more I like dogs.
The success of any man with any woman is apt to displease even his best friends.
Happy the land where the writers are sad, the merchants satisfied, the rich melancholic, and the populace content.
Nothing recalls the past like music.
intellect is a sin that must be atoned for by leading exactly the life of those who have none.