Success makes success, like money makes money.

Spero Speroni explains admirably how an author who writes very clearly for himself is often obscure to his readers. "It is," he says, "because the author proceeds from the thought to the expression, and the reader from the expression to the thought.

The new friends whom we make after attaining a certain age and by whom we would fain replace those whom we have lost, are to our old friends what glass eyes, false teeth and wooden legs are to real eyes, natrual teeth and legs of flesh and bone.

A modicum of discord is the very spice of courtship.

Love is more pleasant than marriage for the same reason that novels are more amusing than history.

Anyone whose needs are small seems threatening to the rich, because he's always ready to escape their control.

To possess a good cognomen is a long way on the road of success in life.