The great art of life is sensation, to feel that we exist, even in pain.
For truth is always strange; stranger than fiction.
A thousand years may scare form a state. An hour may lay it in ruins.
A celebrity is one who is known to many persons he is glad he doesn't know.
If we must have a tyrant, let him at least be a gentleman who has been bred to the business, and let us fall by the axe and not by the butcher's cleaver.
Let none think to fly the danger for soon or late love is his own avenger.
The reading or non-reading a book will never keep down a single petticoat.
Shelley is truth itself and honour itself notwithstanding his out-of-the-way notions about religion.
If I am fool, it is, at least, a doubting one; and I envy no one the certainty of his self-approved wisdom.
Shakespeare's name, you may depend on it, stands absurdly too high and will go down.
I am acquainted with no immaterial sensuality so delightful as good acting.
'Tis pleasant, sure, to see one's name in print. A book's a book, although there's nothing in 't.
In England the only homage which they pay to Virtue - is hypocrisy.
Every day confirms my opinion on the superiority of a vicious life - and if Virtue is not its own reward I don't know any other stipend annexed to it.
America is a model of force and freedom and moderation - with all the coarseness and rudeness of its people.
I should be very willing to redress men wrongs, and rather check than punish crimes, had not Cervantes, in that all too true tale of Quixote, shown how all such efforts fail.
'Tis sweet to know there is an eye will mark our coming, and look brighter when we come.
I have always believed that all things depended upon Fortune, and nothing upon ourselves.
This man is freed from servile bands, Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And leaving nothing, yet hath all.
Wives in their husbands' absences grow subtler, And daughters sometimes run off with the butler.
For in itself a thought, a slumbering thought, is capable of years, and curdles a long life into one hour.
I am about to be married, and am of course in all the misery of a man in pursuit of happiness.
Men are the sport of circumstances when it seems circumstances are the sport of men.
There is something pagan in me that I cannot shake off. In short, I deny nothing, but doubt everything.
Prolonged endurance tames the bold.
If I could always read, I should never feel the want of company.
I would rather have a nod from an American, than a snuff-box from an emperor.
Women hate everything which strips off the tinsel of sentiment, and they are right, or it would rob them of their weapons.
All farewells should be sudden, when forever.
Though I love my country, I do not love my countrymen.
