Horus non numero nisi serenas (I count only the sunny hours).

What are the publications that succeed? Those that pretend to teach the public that the persons they have been accustomed unwittingly to look up to as the lights of the earth are no better than themselves.

The soil of friendship is worn out with constant use. Habit may still attach us to each other, but we feel ourselves fettered by it. Old friends might be compared to old married people without the tie of children.

Dandyism is a variety of genius.

We do not die wholly at our deaths: we have mouldered away gradually long before. Faculty after faculty, interest after interest, attachment after attachment disappear: we are torn from ourselves while living.

We find many things to which the prohibition of them constitutes the only temptation.

Talent is the capacity of doing anything that depends on application and industry and it is a voluntary power, while genius is involuntary.