One should not be too severe on English novels; they are the only relaxation of the intellectually unemployed.
If a man treats life artistically, his brain is his heart.
What a silly thing love is! It is not half as useful as logic, for it does not prove anything and it is always telling one things that are not going to happen, and making one believe things that are not true.
Appearance blinds, whereas words reveal.
Dammit Sir, it's your duty to get married. You can't always be living for pleasure!
The final mystery is oneself.