My Mistress Has Come Home;

People Are Far More Sincere And Good-humored At Speeding Their Parting Guests Than On Meeting Them.

The More Refined One Is, The More Unhappy.

I Don't Like Being Successful; The Subjects Which Sit In My Head Are Annoyed And Jealous Of What Has Already Been Written.

While You're Playing Cards With A Regular Guy Or Having A Bite To Eat With Him, He Seems A Peaceable, Good-humoured And Not Entirely Dense Person. But Just Begin A Conversation With Him About Something Inedible, Politics Or Science, For Instance, And He Ends Up In A Deadend Or Starts In On Such An Obtuse And Base Philosophy That You Can Only Wave Your Hand And Leave.

Man Will Become Better When You Show Him What He Is Like.