Then there was a man who said, 'I never knew what real happiness was until I got married; by then it was too late'

Man is least himself when he talks in his own person. Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

The only possible form of exercise is to talk, not to walk.

Her capacity for family affection is extraordinary. When her third husband died, her hair turned quite gold from grief.

She...can talk brillantly upon any subject provided she knows nothing about it.

As one reads history, not in the expurgated editions written for schoolboys and passmen, but in the original authorities of each time, one is absolutely sickened, not by the crimes that the wicked have committed, but by the punishments that the good have inflicted; and a community is infinitely more brutalised by the habitual employment of punishment than it is by the occasional occurrence of crime.

We spend our days, each one of us, in looking for the secret of life. Well, the secret of life is in Art.