There are two things that men should never weary of, goodness and humility; we get none too much of them in this rough world among cold, proud people.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

I lived on rum, I tell you. It's been meat and drink, and man and wife, to me.

When I suffer in mind, stories are my refuge; I take them like opium; and consider one who writes them as a sort of doctor of the mind.

Of what shall a man be proud, if he is not proud of his friends?

An aspiration is a joy forever, a possession as solid as a landed estate, a fortune which we can never exhaust and which gives us year by year a revenue of pleasurable activity.

I've a grand memory for forgetting.