There is no real evil in life, except great pain; all the rest is imaginary, and depends on the light in which we view things

I do not like to employ secretaries that have more wit than myself. I am afraid to make them write all my nonsense.

Why do we discover faults so much more readily than perfection.

I fear nothing so much as a man who is witty all day long.

good and evil travel on the same road, but they leave different impressions.

We like no noise unless we make it ourselves.

I dislike clocks with second-hands; they cut up life into too small pieces.