Books are a triviality. Life alone is great.
Courtesy is the due of man to man; not of suit-of-clothes to suit-of-clothes.
That monstrous tuberosity of civilised life, the capital of England.
The scandalous bronze-lacquer age of hungry animalisms, spiritual impotences, and mendacities, will have to run its course, till the pit follow it.
Of all acts of man repentance is the most divine. The greatest of all faults is to be conscious of none.
The suffering man ought really to consume his own smoke; there is no good in emitting smoke till you have made it into fire.