There exists in the minds of men a tone of feeling toward women as toward slaves.

Men for the sake of getting a living forget to live.

I find no intellect comparable to my own

If anything can be invented more excruciating than an English Opera, such as was the fashion at the time I was in London, I am sure no sin of mine deserves the punishment of bearing it.

It seems that it is madder never to abandon one's self than often to be infatuated; better to be wounded, a captive and a slave, than always to walk in armor.

There are noble books but one wants the breath of life sometimes.

Only the dreamer shall understand realities, though in truth his dreaming must be not out of proportion to his waking.