A virtue to be serviceable must, like gold, be alloyed with some commoner, but more durable alloy.

Life is like playing a violin solo in public and learning the instrument as one goes on.

Is life worth living? This is a question for an embryo not for a man.

No mistake is more common and more fatuous than appealing to logic in cases which are beyond her jurisdiction.

Belief like any other moving body follows the path of least resistance.

If I die prematurely at any rate I shall be saved from being bored to death by my own success.

[P]oetry resembles metaphysics: one does not mind one's own, but one does not like anyone else's.