“We live always under the weight of the old and odious customs… of our barbarous ancestors.”

You must render: never report.

Love is always love, come whence it may. A heart that beats at your approach, an eye that weeps when you go away are things so rare, so sweet, so precious that they must never be despised.

A lawful kiss is never worth as much as a stolen one.

You’ll find that my coquetry is quite impartial, which allows me to keep my friends.

A sick thought can devour the body’s flesh more than fever or consumption.

The English have only three sauces – a white one, a brown one and a yellow one, and none of them have any flavor whatever.

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.

It is the lives we encounter that make life worth living.

Patriotism is a kind of religion; it is the egg from which wars are hatched.

Love always has its price, come whence it may.

I have coveted everything and taken pleasure in nothing.

In the East men know panic, but they do not know what fright is.

The past attracts me, the present frightens me, because the future is death.

To avoid each other, their eyes had developed an amazing mobility with all the cunning of enemies fearful of meeting each other head on.

Whatever you want to say, there is only one word to express it, only one verb to give it movement, only one adjective to qualify it.

The great artists are those who impose their personal vision upon humanity.

When Darwin published his conclusion that man was descended from an apelike ancestor who was again descended from a still lower type.

When my ancestors came from Africa, they were shackled by our neck, our wrists, and our ankles in steel chains.

Each has his own tree of ancestors, but at the top of all sits Probably Arboreal.

Baseball, more than any other sport, has a magical way of connecting fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, grandparents and grandchildren and ancestors back down the line. – From The Brooklyn Nine

But if people want to swim in the Thames, if they want to take their lives into their own hands, then they should be able to do so with all the freedom and exhilaration of our woad-painted ancestors.

Ancestor worship, or filial piety so characteristic of Asian cultures, for example, does not really resonate with Americans who favor children, not grandparents.

After all, our families–our ancestors–are our identities. Biology is destiny.

We are all motivated far more than we care to admit by characteristics inherited from our ancestors which individual experiences of childhood can modify, repress, or enhance, but cannot erase.