Warm summer sun, shine kindly here. Warm southern wind, blow softly here. Green sod above, lie light, lie light. Good night, dear Heart, Good night, good night.

There is no God, no universe, no human race, no earthly life, no heaven, no hell. It is all a dream, a grotesque and foolish dream. Nothing exists but you. And you are but a thought -a vagrant thought, a useless thought, a homeless thought, wandering forlorn among the empty eternities!

You aim for the palace and get drowned in the sewer.

High and fine literature is wine, and mine is only water; but everybody likes water.

Talent without work is useless, thank God

There was never a century nor a country that was short of experts who knew the Deity's mind and were willing to reveal it.

Never tell the truth to people who are not worthy of it.