Wit is the epitaph of an emotion.

Distrust all in whom the impulse to punish is powerful.

In every real man a child is hidden that wants to play.

Ah, women. They make the highs higher and the lows more frequent.

Man's maturity: to have regained the seriousness that he had as a child at play.

One will rarely err if extreme actions be ascribed to vanity, ordinary actions to habit, and mean actions to fear.