Literature is a splendid mistress, but a bad wife.
He wrapped himself in quotations - as a beggar would enfold himself in the purple of Emperors.
Daughter am I in my mother's house, but mistress in my own.
If history were taught in the form of stories, it would never be forgotten.
We're all islands shouting lies to each other across seas of misunderstanding.
Everyone is more or less mad on one point.