I am sorry my life is so marred and maimed by extravagance. But I cannot live otherwise. I, at any rate, pay the penalty of suffering.

We think that we are generous because we credit our neighbor with those virtues that are likely to benefit ourselves. We praise the banker that we may overdraw our account, and find good qualities in the highwayman in the hope that he may spare our pockets.

We can have in life but one great experience at best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as often as possible.

I am afraid he has one of those terribly weak natures that are susceptible to influence.

What you really are is a Bunburyist. I was quite right in saying you were a Bunburyist. You are one of the most advanced Bunburyists I know.

I am not at all cynical, I have merely got experience, which, however, is very much the same thing.

Women are a decorative sex. They never have anything to say, but they say it charmingly