After moral poisoning, one requires physical remedies and a bottle of champagne.
A novel is like a bow, and the violin that produces the sound is the reader's soul.
The worst of prison life, he thought, was not being able to close his door.
People are less self-conscious in the intimacy of family life and during the anxiety of a great sorrow. The dazzling varnish of anextreme politeness is then less in evidence, and the true qualities of the heart regain their proper proportions.
A wise woman never yields by appointment. It should always be an unforeseen happiness.
The idea which tyrants find most useful is the idea of God.