We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

To give an accurate description of what has never occurred is not merely the proper occupation of the historian, but the inalienable privilege of any man of parts and culture.

No publisher should ever express an opinion of the value of what he publishes. That is a matter entirely for the literary critic to decide.

The only thing that ever consoles man for the stupid things he does is the praise he always gives himself for doing them.

I was very much disappointed in the Atlantic Ocean.

It is always worth while asking a question, though it is not always worth while answering one.

The gods are strange. It is not our vices only they make instruments to scourge us. They bring us to ruin through what in us is good, gentle, humane, loving.