An author values a compliment even when it comes from a source of doubtful competency.
My idea of our civilization is that it is a shoddy, poor thing and full of cruelties, vanities, arrogances, meannesses and hypocrisies.
I do not like an injurious lie, except when it injures somebody else.
My faculties are decaying now and soon I shall be so I cannot remember any but the things that never happened.
There's always something about your success that displeases even your best friends.
You can't reason with your heart; it has its own laws, and thumps about things which the intellect scorns.