There Are Things And There Are Faces

Women Love The Last Blow As Well As The Last Word, And When They Fight For Love They Are Pitiless As A Wounded Buffalo.

The Almighty Gave Us Our Lives, And I Suppose He Meant Us To Defend Them, At Least I Have Always Acted On That, And I Hope It Will Not Be Brought Up Against Me When My Clock Strikes.

There Is No Loneliness Like The Loneliness Of Crowds, Especially To Those Who Are Unaccustomed To Them.

I Have Never Observed That The Religious Are More Eager To Die Than The Rest Of Us Poor Mortals.

Ah! How Little Knowledge Does A Man Acquire In His Life. He Gathers It Up Like Water, But Like Water It Runs Between His Fingers, And Yet, If His Hands Be But Wet As Though With Dew, Behold A Generation Of Fools Call Out, 'see, He Is A Wise Man!' Is It Not So?