Scandals are like dandelion seeds--they are arrow-headed, and stick where they fall, and bring forth and multiply fourfold.

Women hope that the dead love may revive; but men know that of all dead things none are so past recall as a dead passion.

Scandals are like dandelion seeds--they are arrow-headed, and stick where they fall, and bring forth and multiply fourfold.

I have known men who have been sold and bought a hundred times, who have only got very fat and very comfortable in the process of exchange.

Histories in blazonry and poems in stone.

It is only to those who have never lived that death ever can seems beautiful.

We do not want to think. We do not want to hear. We do not care about anything. Only give us a good dinner and plenty of money, and let us outshine our neighbors. There is the Nineteenth Century Gospel.