The Man Who Lets Himself Be Bored

Words Are Like Money; There Is Nothing So Useless, Unless When In Actual Use.

Life Is Like Music; It Must Be Composed By Ear, Feeling, And Instinct, Not By Rule.

My Main Wish Is To Get My Books Into Other People's Rooms, And To Keep Other People's Books Out Of Mine.

Lying Has A Kind Of Respect And Reverence With It. We Pay A Person The Compliment Of Acknowledging His Superiority Whenever We Lie To Him.

In The Midst Of Vice We Are In Virtue, And Vice Versa.