One might well say that mankind is divisible into two great classes: hosts and guests.
Of all the objects of hatred, a woman once loved is the most hateful.
Not philosophy, after all, not humanity, just sheer joyous power of song, is the primal thing in poetry.
To say that a man is vain means merely that he is pleased with the effect he produces on other people.
To destroy is still the strongest instinct of our nature.
Sometimes I feel that I am a natural born genius in a field of human endeavor that hasn't been invented yet