The most wasted day of all is that on which we have not laughed.
His passions make man live, his wisdom merely makes him last.
Egotism is the tongue of vanity.
Every day I add to the list of things I refuse to discuss. The wiser the man, the longer the list.
Your intelligence often bears the same relation to your heart as the library of a chateau does to its owner.
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.