Hope is a waking dream.

There is no delight the equal of dread. As long as it is somebody else's.

One of the large consolations for experiencing anything unpleasant is the knowledge that one can communicate it.

All things that are, are with more spirit chased than enjoyed.

I'm sorry I missed.

There is no sin but ignorance.

It seemed the world was divided into good and bad people. The good ones slept better... while the bad ones seemed to enjoy the waking hours much more.

By protracting life, we do not deduct one jot from the duration of death.