I dislike modern memoirs. They are generally written by people who have either entirely lost their memories, or have never done anything worth remembering.

Pleasure is Nature's test, her sign of approval. When man is happy, he is in harmony with himself and his environment.

Ethics, like natural selection, make existence possible. Aesthetics, like sensual selection, make life lovely and wonderful, fill it with new forms, and give it progress, and variety and change.

Prosperity, pleasure and success, may be rough of grain and common in fibre, but sorrow is the most sensitive of all created things. There is nothing that stirs in the whole world of thought to which sorrow does not vibrate in terrible and exquisite pulsation. The thin beaten-out leaf of tremulous gold that chronicles the direction of forces the eye cannot see is in comparison coarse. It is a wound that bleeds when any hand but that of love touches it, and even then must bleed again, though not in pain.

Experience is one thing you can't get for nothing.

There are only two kinds of people who are really fascinating - people who know absolutely everything, and people who know absolutely nothing.

It is not good for one's morals to see bad acting