Beauty and the lust for learning have yet to be allied.
The hospitable instinct is not wholly altruistic. There is pride and egoism mixed up with it.
Women who love the same man have a kind of bitter freemasonry.
People who insist on telling their dreams are among the terrors of the breakfast table.
Every kind of writing is hypocritical.
People seem to think there is something inherently noble and virtuous in the desire to go for a walk.