All charming people, I fancy, are spoiled. It is the secret of their attraction.

Most men and women are forced to perform parts for which they have no qualification.

The vilest deeds like poison weeds Bloom well in prison air; It is only what is good in man That wastes and withers there.

Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.

I don't at all like knowing what people say of me behind my back. It makes me far too conceited.

As long as war is regarded as wicked, it will always have its fascination. When it is looked upon as vulgar, it will cease to be popular.

The sick do not ask if the hand that smoothes their pillow is pure, nor the dying care if the lips that touch their brow have known the kiss of sin.