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.

The gods bestowed on Max [Beerbohm] the gift of perpetual old age.

George Moore wrote brilliant English until he discovered grammar.

Wordsworth went to the Lakes, but he was never a lake poet. He found in stones the sermons he had already hidden there.

Good heavens, I suppose a man may eat his own muffins in his own garden." "But you have just said it was perfectly heartless to eat muffins!" "I said it was perfectly heartless of YOU under the circumstances. That is a very different thing." "That may be, but the muffins are the same!

Don't tell me that you have exhausted Life. When a man says that, one knows that life has exhausted him.

Life has been your art. You have set yourself to music. Your days are your sonnets.