Do not forget that small daily actions do or undo character.

The birds that were singing in the dew-drenched garden seemed to be telling the flowers about her.

To me, Beauty is the wonder of wonders...It is only shallow people who do not judge by appearances.

The worst of it is that I am perpetually being punished for nothing; this governor loves to punish, and he punishes by taking my books away from me. It's perfectly awful to let the mind grind itself away between the upper and nether millstones of regret and remorse without respite; with books my life would be livable -- any life.

Travel ennobles the spirit and does away with our prejudices.

Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead?

And now, I am dying beyond my means. (Said while sipping champagne on his deathbed.)