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

A crier of green sauce.

Oh thrice and four times happy, those who plant cabbages.

The Lord forbid that I should be out of debt, as if indeed I could not be trusted.

I am going to seek a great purpose, draw the curtain, the farce is played.

The deed will be accomplished with the least amount of bloodshed possible, and, if possible, we’ll save all the souls and send them happily off to their abode.

I’d gladly do without a valet. I’m never so well treated as when I’m without a valet.

Debts and lies are generally mixed together.

Early rising is no pleasure; early drinking’s just the measure.

When my soul leaves this human dwelling, I will not consider myself to have completely died, but to pass from one state to another, given that, in you and by you, I remain in my visible image in this world.

Because just as arms have no force outside if there is no counsel within a house, study is vain and counsel useless that is not put to virtuous effect when the time calls.

The dress does not make the monk.

Nature abhors a vacuum.

I urge you to spend your youth profitably in study and virtue…. In brief, let me see in you an abyss of knowledge.

Hungry bellies have no ears.

But where are the snows of last year? That was the greatest concern of Villon, the Parisian poet.

When I drink, I think; and when I think, I drink.

The leaves know when to let go – if only I had the same instinct.

NORA: I must stand on my own two feet if I’m to get to know myself and the world outside. That’s why I can’t stay here with you any longer.

Oh, yes–you can shout me down, I know! But you cannot answer me. The majority has might on its side–unfortunately; but right it has not.

It’s a liberation to know that an act of spontaneous courage is yet possible in this world. An act that has something of unconditional beauty.

You have to know how to look even if you don’t know what you’re looking for.

It’s a release to know that in spite of everything a premeditated act of courage is still possible.

A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn’t know.

I let him know a hurt had been mended in a way that he couldn’t have known, and for that alone there would always be a piece of me indebted to him.