“Good Heavens! For more than forty years I have been speaking prose without knowing it.”

Great is the fortune of he who possesses a good bottle, a good book, and a good friend.

unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.

Gold gives to the ugliest thing a certain charming air, For that without it were else a miserable affair.

No reason makes it right To shun accepted ways from stubborn spite; And we may better join the foolish crowd Than cling to wisdom, lonely though unbowed.

Tobacco is the passion of honest men and he who lives without tobacco is not worthy of living.

Long is the road from conception to completion.

I recover my property wherever I find it.

There is no reward so delightful, no pleasure so exquisite, as having one’s work known and acclaimed by those whose applause confers honor.

Everything that’s prose isn’t verse and everything that isn’t verse is prose. Now you see what it is to be a scholar!

Sometimes I feel something akin to rage At the corrupted morals of this age!

Sharing with Jupiter is never a dishonor.

With a smile we should instruct our youth.

People don’t mind being mean; but they never want to be ridiculous.

Birth is nothing where virtue is not.

If you suppress grief too much, it can well redouble.

There is nothing so necessary for men as dancing.

Nothing is so oppressive as a secret: women find it difficult to keep one long; and I know a goodly number of men who are women in this regard.

You’ve never lived until you’ve almost died. For those who have fought for it, life has a flavor the protected shall never know.

The mistakes of the fool are known to the world, but not to himself. The mistakes of the wise man are known to himself, but not to the world.

He knoweth the universe, and himself he knoweth not.

Half the world does not know how the other half lives.

Cats know not how to pardon.

What would you do if you knew for sure that no one would ever find out?

True friendship is like sound health; the value of it is seldom known until it is lost.