He loved books; books are cold but safe friends.

A woman's best qualities are harmful if undiluted with prudence.

I met in the street a very poor young man who was in love. His hat was old, his coat worn, his cloak was out at the elbows, the water passed through his shoes, - and the stars through his soul.

Nothing makes a man so adventurous as an empty pocket.

Success is an ugly thing. Men are deceived by its false resemblances to merit.... They confound the brilliance of the firmament with the star-shaped footprints of a duck in the mud.

If it were (Is it not) outrageous that society should treat with such rigid precision those of its members who were most poorly endowed in the distribution or wealth that chance had made, and who were, therefore, most worthy of indulgence.

And then, strange to say, the first symptom of true love in a young man is timidity; in a girl, it is boldness.