Alas, I am dying beyond my means.
It is the confession, not the priest, that gives us absolution.
A person who, because he has corns himself, always treads on other people's toes.
If there is anything more annoying in the world than having people talk about you, it is certainly having no one talk about you.
Religion is like a blind man looking in a black room for a black cat that isn't there, and finding it.
My dear fellow, the truth isn’t quite the sort of thing one tells to a nice, sweet, refined girl. What extraordinary ideas you have about the way to behave to a woman!