The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed.

The great always sell their society to the vanity of the little.

Public opinion is the worst of all opinions.

Men's hearts and faces are always wide asunder; women's are not only in close connection, but are mirror-like in the instant power of reflection.

He who disguises tyranny, protection, or even benefits under the air and name of friendship reminds me of the guilty priest who poisoned the sacramental bread.

Living is a sickness to which sleep provides relief every sixteen hours. It's a palliative. The remedy is death.

Success makes success, like money makes money.