I want to be distinguished from the rest; to tell the truth, a friend to all mankind is not a friend for me.

How easily a fathers tenderness is recalled, and how quickly a son's offenses vanish at the slightest word of repentance!

There's a sort of decency among the dead, a remarkable discretion: you never find them making any complaint against the doctor who killed them!

Gold is the key, whatever else we try; and that sweet metal aids the conqueror in every case, in love as well as war.

Two wives? That exceeds the custom.

I feed on good soup, not beautiful language.

With a smile we should instruct our youth.