I don't at all like knowing what people say of me behind my back. It makes me far too conceited.
Sin is a thing that writes itself across a man's face. It cannot be concealed. People talk sometimes of secret vices, there are no such things. If a wretched man has a vice, it shows itself in the lines of his mouth, the droop of his eyelids, the moulding of his hands even.
Every impulse we strangle will only poison us.
Life is never fair, and perhaps it is a good thing for most of us that it is not.
The essence of thought, as the essence of life, is growth.
Conscience and cowardice are really the same things, Basil. Conscience is the trade-name of the firm. That is all.