The exquisite art of idleness, one of the most important things that any University can teach.
Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.
If Nature had been comfortable, mankind would never have invented architecture.
I forgot that every little action of the common day makes or unmakes character, and that therefore what one has done in the secret chamber one has some day to cry aloud on the house-tops.
Hatred is blind, as well as love.
Oh, I hate the cheap severity of abstract ethics!