People before the public live an imagined life in the thought of others, and flourish or feel faint as their self outside themselves grows bright or dwindles in that mirror.

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What things there are to write, if one could only write them! My mind is full of gleaming thought; gay moods and mysterious, moth-like meditations hover in my imagination, fanning their painted wings. But always the rarest, those streaked with azure and the deepest crimson, flutter away beyond my reach.

The denunciation of the young is a necessary part of the hygiene of older people, and greatly assists the circulation of the blood.

Then I though of reading -- the nice and subtle happiness of reading ... this joy not dulled by age, this polite and unpunishable vice, this selfish, serene, lifelong intoxication.

This nice and subtle happiness of reading, this joy not chilled by age, this polite and unpunished vice, this selfish, serene life-long intoxication.

He who goes against the fashion is himself its slave.

If you are losing your leisure look out You are losing your soul.

Our names are labels, plainly printed on the bottled essence of our past behavior.

How it infuriates a bigot, when he is forced to drag out his dark convictions!

A slight touch of friendly malice and amusement towards those we love keeps our affections for them from turning flat.

All my life, as down an abyss without a bottom. I have been pouring van loads of information into that vacancy of oblivion I call my mind.

What is more mortifying than to feel that you have missed the plum for want of courage to shake the tree?

We need two kinds of acquaintances, one to complain to, while to the others we boast.

There are two things to aim at in life: first, to get what you want; and after that, to enjoy it. Only the wisest of mankind achieve the second.

Those who set out to serve both God and Mammon soon discover that there isn't a God.