People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.
The test of enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.
Style is a magic wand, and turns everything to gold that it touches.
What I like in a good author is not what he says but what he whispers.
An echo of music, a face in the street, the wafer of the new moon, a wanton thought - only in the iridescence of things the vagabond soul is happy.
There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want; and after that, to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.
What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for beauty, and never see the dawn!
There is more felicity on the far side of baldness than young men can possibly imagine.
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
All my life, as down an abyss without a bottom. I have been pouring van loads of information into that vacancy of oblivion I call my mind.
But why wasn't I born, alas, in an age of Adjectives; why can one no longer write of silver-shedding Tears and moon-tailed Peacocks, of eloquent Death, of the Negro and star-enameled Night?
It is the wretchedness of being rich that you have to live with rich people.
Many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares, were there a danger of their coming true!
If you are losing your leisure, look out! You are losing your soul.
What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?
People before the public live an imagined life in the thought of others, and flourish or feel faint as their self outside themselves grows bright or dwindles in that mirror.
How often my soul visits the National Gallery, and how seldom
Most people sell their souls, and live with a good conscience on the proceeds.
What joy can the years bring half so sweet as the unhappiness they've taken away?
The test of a vocation is the love of the drudgery it involves.
This nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this polite and unpunished vice, this selfish, serene life-long intoxication.
The old know what they want; the young are sad and bewildered.
Don't laugh at youth for his affectations; he is only trying on one face after another to find his own.
How it infuriates a bigot, when he is forced to drag out his dark convictions!
One can be bored until boredom becomes a mystical experience.
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