A certain recluse, I know not who, once said that no bonds attached him to this life, and the only thing he would regret leaving was the sky.

If life were eternal, all interest and anticipation would vanish. It is uncertainty which lends it fascination.

The pleasantest of all diversions is to sit alone under the lamp, a book spread out before you, and to make friends with people of a distant past you have never known.

It is a most wonderful comfort to sit alone beneath a lamp, book spread before you, and commune with someone from the past whom you have never met.

You should never put the new antlers of a deer to your nose and smell them. They have little insects that crawl into the nose and devour the brain.

Leave undone whatever you hesitate to do.

The true criminal must be defined as a man who commits a crime though he is as decently fed and clothed as others.