Perfection is a trifle dull. It is not the least of life's ironies that this, which we all aim at, is better not quite achieved.

If a man hasn't what's necessary to make a woman love him, it's his fault, not hers.

The nature of men and women - their essential nature - is so vile and despicable that if you were to portray a person as he really is, no one would believe you.

There is nothing so degrading as the constant anxiety about one's means of livelihood.

I promised myself that if ever I had some money that I would savor a cigar each day after lunch and dinner. This is the only resolution of my youth that I have kept, and the only realized ambition which has not brought disillusion.

There is only one way to win hearts and that is to make oneself like unto those of whom one would be loved.

When we come to judge others it is not by ourselves as we really are that we judge them, but by an image that we have formed of ourselves from which we have left out everything that offends our vanity or would discredit us in the eyes of the world.