The loss of taste for what is right is loss of all right taste.

Neatness begets order; but from order to taste there is the same difference as from taste to genius, or from love to friendship.

You may depend upon it that he is a good man whose intimate friends are all good, and whose enemies are decidedly bad.

The craftiest trickery are too short and ragged a cloak to cover a bad heart.

What knowledge is there of which man is capable that is not founded on the exterior,--the relation that exists between visible and invisible, the perceptible and the imperceptible?

You can depend on no man, on no friend, but him who can depend on himself.

Trust him not with your secrets, who, when left alone in your room, turns over your papers.

Who makes quick use of the moment is a genius of prudence.

Him, who incessantly laughs in the street, you may commonly hear grumbling in his closet.

Be certain that he who has betrayed thee once will betray thee again.

Sensibility is the power of woman.

No thought is a stupid thought, those who are thoughtless are thought of as stupid.

Life is filled with obstacles that confuse the mind. But once you understand it's pattern then you will see why it was there for you in the first place.

Help for first time buyers and other housing market measures will be welcome.

I wanted to be my own heroine.

Walk down Forest Ave to Joey's Pizza like we used to do after performances, which doesn't exist anymore. We had a sense of community [in the school band].

Greyface and his followers took the game of playing at life more seriously than they took life itself and were known even to destroy other living beings whose ways of life differed from their own.

He that complies against his will, Is of his own opinion still.

Loneliness is failed solitude.

Swing will never sound as good as it did in the '40s.

You get in a lot of trouble when you start putting fictitious numbers.