Without enthusiasm, virtue functions not at all, and vice only poorly.
With men, as with women, the main struggle is between vanity and comfort; but with men, comfort often wins.
Most of our diversions do not so much delay death as accustom us to it.
Once you become self-conscious, there is no end to it; once you start to doubt, there is no room for anything else.
Women who feel naked without their lipstick are well over thirty.
The fault we admit to is seldom the fault we have, but it has a certain relationship to it, a somewhat similar shape, like that of a sleeve to an arm.