...but in every century, and ever since England has been what it is, an Englishman has always felt somewhat ashamed of his own emotion and of his own sympathy.

Money and titles may be hereditary," she would say, "but brains are not,".

There is such wonderful balm in self-imposed sacrifice.

Even the worst moments and the weariest journeys must come to an end.

In the chain of my life, there were so many links, all of which tended towards bringing me to the fulfillment of my destiny.

We must prove to the world that we are all nincompoops

Virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed.

Thus human beings judge of one another, superficially, casually, throwing contempt on one another, with but little reason, and no charity.

Odd's fish, m'dear! The man can't even tie his own cravat!

The weariest night, the longest day, sooner or later must perforce come to an end.

Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.

Whatever the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth -whether it existed before or not

Follow the dreams of others and you will receive a paycheck. Follow your own dreams and you will never check your pay.

They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering Wes and soft fluttery voices. But they were all made out of thin invisible steel.

Let mental suffering be intense enough, and it becomes a sort of carminative.

Darkness within clouds the world without.

We're not interested in confiscating their guns, as long as they are legitimate gun owners, as long as they store them appropriately, transport them appropriately and so on...

I feel that true freedom lies within, where I shall never find it.

America is just downright mean.

The fundamental desire of life is the desire to exist.

We're not a democracy. It's a terrible misunderstandin g and a slander to the idea of democracy to call us that. In reality, we're a plutocracy: a government by the wealthy.