The only horrible thing in the world is ennui.

As one knows the poet by his fine music, so one can recognize the liar by his rich rhythmic utterance, and in neither case will the casual inspiration of the moment suffice. Here, as elsewhere, practice must precede perfection.

Only dull people are brilliant at breakfast.

Those who try to lead the people can only do so by following the mob.

It is absurd to say that there are neither ruins nor curiosities in America when they have their mothers and their manners.

The only horrible thing in the world is ennui.

The world is divided into two classes, those who believe the incredible, and those who do the improbable.