People say that life is the thing, but I prefer reading.
The test of enjoyment is the remembrance which it leaves behind.
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 I like in a good author is not what he says but what he whispers.
What humbugs we are, who pretend to live for beauty, and never see the dawn!
Most people sell their souls, and live with a good conscience on the proceeds.
If you are losing your leisure, look out! You are losing your soul.
It's an odd thing about this universe that, though we all disagree with each other, we are all of us always in the right.
Solvency is entirely a matter of temperament and not of income.
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?
A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.
It is the wretchedness of being rich that you have to live with rich people.
There are few sorrows in which a good income is of no avail.
What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?
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.
We need two kinds of acquaintances, one to complain to, while to the others we boast.
The test of a vocation is the love of the drudgery it involves.
Give me a bed and a book and I am happy.
Whiskey has killed more men than bullets, but most men would rather be full of whiskey than bullets.
Don't tell friends their social faults; they will cure the fault and never forgive you.
How can they say my life is not a success? Have I not for more than sixty years got enough to eat and escaped being eaten?
The ladies who try to keep their beauty are the ladies who lose it.
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.
This nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this polite and unpunished vice, this selfish, serene life-long intoxication.
How many of our daydreams would darken into nightmares if there seemed any danger of their coming true!
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