Veil after veil of thin dusky gauze is lifted, and by degrees the forms and colours of things are restored to them, and we watch the dawn remaking the world in its antique pattern.

Thinking is wonderful, but the experience is even more wonderful.

She had a passion for secrecy, but she herself was merely a Sphinx without a secret.

Oh, brothers! I don't care for brothers. My elder brother won't die, and my younger brothers seem never to do anything else.

Don't give a woman advice; one should never give a woman anything she can't wear in the evening.

Know thyself' was written over the portal of the antique world. Over the portal of the new world, 'Be thyself' shall be written.

I never read a book I must review; it prejudices you so.