Hard work is amply the refuge of those who have nothing to do.
Artists reproduce themselves or each other, with wearisome iteration. But criticism is always moving on, and the critic is always developing.
When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her.
The man who says he has exhausted life generally means that life has exhausted him.
One's only real life is the life one never leads.
It's an odd thing, but anyone who disappears is said to be seen in San Francisco. It must be a delightful city and possess all the attractions of the next world