There is only one class in the community that thinks more about money than the rich, and that is the poor. The poor can think of nothing else.

Beauty is the only thing that time cannot harm. Philosophies fall away like sand, and creeds follow one another like the withered leaves of Autumn; but what is beautiful is a joy for all seasons and a possession for all eternity.

Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.

I live in terror of not being misunderstood.

It is better to have a permanent income than to be fascinating.

There was so much in you that charmed me that I felt I must tell you something about yourself. I thought how tragic it would be if you were wasted.

Wherever there is a man who exercises authority, there is a man who resists authority.