As for omens, there is no such thing as an omen. Destiny does not send us heralds. She is too wise or too cruel for that.

True love is just like regular love, but with more truth.

memory, like a horrible malady, was eating his soul away

The value of an idea has nothing whatsoever to do with the sincerity of the man who expresses it. Indeed, the probabilities are that the more insincere the man is, the more purely intellectual will the idea be, as in that case it will not be coloured by either his wants, his desires, or his prejudices.

There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

The trouble with the lower classes is that they lack the sense of tragedy given to them by the upper classes.

Before Turner there was no fog in London.