Times are bad. Children no longer obey their parents, and everyone is writing a book.

I cheerfully quit from life as if it were an inn, not a home; for Nature has given us a hostelry in which to sojourn, not to abide.

Promises are not to be kept, if the keeping of them is to prove harmful to those to whom you have made them.

I do not understand what the man who is happy wants in order to be happier.

The first law for the historian is that he shall never dare utter an untruth. The second is that he shall suppress nothing that is true. Moreover, there shall be no suspicion of partiality in his writing, or of malice.

The hope of impunity is the greatest inducement to do wrong.

What is becoming is honest, and whatever is honest must always be becoming.