It may well be that the pictures of Courbet, Manet, Monet and their like contain beauties which escape the notice of such old romantic heads as ours, already streaked with silver threads.

It is difficult to obtain the friendship of a cat. It is a philosophical animal... one that does not place its affections thoughtlessly.

Eyes so transparent that through them the soul is seen.

Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes!

The purity of a person's heart can be quickly measured by how they regard animals

To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.

Yes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart

The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.

The most fitting occupation for a civilized man is to do nothing.

Modesty was made for the ugly.

Books follow morals, and not morals books.

You shouldn’t have to pretend to be as excited as I am just to make me happy. If it comes to that, you shouldn’t have to pretend to be anything around me. Friends should be real with each other

An idyllic childhood is probably illusion.

I find it funny how people from Boston and New York hate each other because of pro teams. But, like, everyone on the Red Sox is a random millionaire athlete from somewhere else.

One half of the pleasure experienced at a theatre arises from the spectator's sympathy with the rest of the audience, and, especially from his belief in their sympathy with him.

Each flitch, each board, each plank can have only one ideal use. The woodworker, applying a thousand skills, must find that ideal use and then shape the wood to realize its true potential.

Come down here once, and use your eyes, and you will know more than we can teach you.

You don't love if you don't take the beloved's faults for virtues.

Happiness does not simply happen to us. It's something that we make happen.

Food became, for dinner parties in the sixties, what abstract expressionism had been in the fifties.

Even in the most perfect love one person loves less profoundly than the other.