The only thing I can't resist is temptation.

The world belongs to the discontented.

It is always painful fo part from people whom one has known for a very brief space of time. The absence of old friends one can endure with equanimity. But even a momentary separation from anyone to whom one has just been introduced is almost unbearable.

Oh, why will parents always appear at the wrong time? Some extraordinary mistake in nature, I suppose.

Give him a mask, and he will tell you the truth.

America is the noisiest country that ever existed. One is waked up in the morning, not by the singing of the nightingale, but by the steam whistle.

As for the virtuous poor, one can pity them of course, but one cannot possibly admire them.