A man who marries his mistress leaves a vacancy in that position.

All trials are trials for one's life, just as all sentences are sentences of death.

I'm sure I don't know half the people who come to my house. Indeed, from all I hear, I shouldn't like to.

I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all.

The great events of life often leave one unmoved; they pass out of consciousness, and, when thinks of them, become unreal. Even the scarlet flowers of passion seem to grow in the same meadow as the poppies of oblivion. We reject the burden of their memory, and have anodynes against them. But the little things, the things of no moment, remain with us. In some tiny ivory cell the brain stores the most delicate, and the most fleeting impressions.

A burnt child loves the fire.

Lean on principles, one day they'll end up giving way.