Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.

No artist has ethical sympathies. An ethical sympathy in an artist is an unpardonable mannerism of style.

Married men are horribly tedious when they are good husbands, and abominably conceited when they are not.

The ages live in history through their anachronisms.

Genius learns from nature, its own nature. Talent learns from art.

He watched it with that strange interest in trivial things that we try to develop when things of high import make us afraid, or when we are stirred by some new emotion for which we cannot find expression.

If we men married the women we deserved, we should have a very bad time of it.