Your friends may love you in private but your enemies will hate you in public.

We have not all had the good fortune to be ladies. We have not all been generals, or poets, or statesmen; but when the toast works down to the babies, we stand on common ground.

Everything human is pathetic

When in doubt tell the truth. It will confound your enemies and astound your friends.

No man, deep down in the privacy of his heart, has any considerable respect for himself.

Everybody's private motto: It's better to be popular than right.

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself. All day long, the mill of his brain is grinding, and his thoughts, not those of other things, are his history. These are his life, and they are not written. Everyday would make a whole book of 80,000 words -- 365 books a year. Biographies are but the clothes and buttons of the man -- the biography of the man himself cannot be written.