How often could things be remedied by a word. How often is it left unspoken.
You can tell the ideals of a nation by its advertisements.
He talks about the Scylla of Atheism and the Charybdis of Christianity - a state of mind which, by the way, is not conducive to bold navigation.
The business of life is to enjoy oneself; everything else is a mockery.
Wine is a precarious aphrodisiac, and its fumes have blighted many a mating.
Shall I give you my recipe for happiness? I find everything useful and nothing indispensable. I find everything wonderful and nothing miraculous. I reverence the body. I avoid first causes like the plague.