I am the enfant terrible of literature and science. If I cannot, and I know I cannot, get the literary and scientific bigwigs to give me a shilling, I can, and I know I can, heave bricks into the middle of them.

Spare the rod and spoil the child.

He dons are too busy educating the young men to be able to teach them anything.

History is a bucket of ashes.

The only absolute morality is absolute stagnation.

Friends are like money, easier made than kept.

To die completely, a person must not only forget but be forgotten, and he who is not forgotten is not dead.