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.

I prefer a loose woman to a selfish one and a wanton to a fool.

She was a fool and he knew it and because he loved her it had made no difference.

I never spend more than one hour in a gallery. That is as long as one's power of appreciation persists.

Old age is ready to undertake tasks that youth shirked because they would take too long.

People who ask for your criticism want only praise.

He had heard people speak contemptuously of money: he wondered if they had ever tried to do without it.