Nothing thicker than a knife's blade separates happiness from melancholy.

Why are women ... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

If you do not tell the truth about yourself, you cannot tell it about other people.

Women have served all these centuries as looking-glasses possessing the magic and delicious power of reflecting the figure of man at twice its natural size.

Literature is strewn with the wreckage of men who have minded beyond reason the opinion of others.

Even her eyelashes acted.

Arrange whatever pieces come your way.

Each has his past shut in him like the leaves of a book known to him by his heart; and his friends can only read the title.

Life's bare as a bone.

If we didn't live venturously, plucking the wild goat by the beard, and trembling over precipices, we should never be depressed, I've no doubt; but already should be faded, fatalistic and aged.