Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror.

When I see a spade, I call it a spade. I'm glad to say I have never seen a spade. The man who would call a spade a spade should be compelled to use it. It's the only thing he's fit for.

Who, being loved, is poor?

The mind of the thoroughly well-informed man is a dreadful thing. It is like a bric-à-brac shop, all monsters and dust, with everything priced above its proper value.

Whenever people agree with me I always feel I must be wrong.

Art only begins where Imitation ends.