Happiness is an immunity.

Sneezes ... always sound much louder to the sneezer than to the hearers. It is an acoustical peculiarity.

I wish I could write librettos for the rest of my life. It is the purest of human pleasures, a heavenly hermaphroditism of being both writer and musician. No wonder that selfish beast Wagner kept it all to himself.

There are not enough poems in praise of bed.

Idleness is righteous if it is comfortable. Uncomfortable idleness is sin & sinful waste.

... possessiveness cannot accept; it cannot even strike a fair bargain; it has to confer.

To one who has led a virtuous life, to sin is the easiest thing in the world. No experience of unpleasant consequences grits that smooth sliding fall, no recollection of disillusionment blurs that pure desire.