Self-denial is the shining sore on the leprous body of Christianity.
The criminal classes are so close to us that even the policemen can see them.
The typewriting machine, when played with expression, is no more annoying than the piano when played by a sister or near relation.
It was the passions about whose origin we deceived ourselves that tyrannized most strongly over us.
A man who takes himself too seriously will find that no one else takes him seriously.
Only love can keep anyone alive.