When you look at me, when you think of me, I am in paradise.

A clever, ugly man every now and then is successful with the ladies, but a handsome fool is irresistible.

Never lose a chance of saying a kind word.

If a man character is to be abused there’s nobody like a relative to do the business.

Dinner was made for eating, not for talking

Whenever he met a great man he groveled before him, and my-lorded him as only a free-born Briton can do.

It is impossible, in our condition of Society, not to be sometimes a Snob.

If a secret history of books could be written, and the author’s private thoughts and meanings noted down alongside of his story, how many insipid volumes would become interesting, and dull tales excite the reader!

Tis strange what a man may do and a woman yet think him an angel

Christmas is here: Winds whistle shrill, Icy and chill, Little care we; Little we fear Weather without, Sheltered about The Mahogany Tree

What peace, what love, what truth, what beauty, what happiness for all, what generous kindness for you and me, are here spread out!

When we say of a gentleman that he lives elegantly on nothing a year, we use the word “nothing” to signify something unknown; meaning, simply, that we don’t know how the gentleman in question defrays...

By economy and good management — by a sparing use of ready money and by paying scarcely anybody, — people can manage to make a great show with very little means.

The pipe draws wisdom from the lips of the philosopher, and shuts up the mouth of the foolish: it generates a style of conversation, contemplative, thoughtful, benevolent, and unaffected.

It is only hope which is real, and reality is a bitterness and a deceit.

The world is a looking glass and gives back to every man the reflection of his own face.

‘Tis strange what a man may do, and a woman yet think him an angel.

So he sighed and pined and ogled,And his passion boiled and bubbled,Till he blew his silly brains out,And no more was by it troubled.

Ah vanity of vanities! How wayward the decrees of fate are, How very weak the very wise, How very small the very great are

Always remember to take the door-key.

. . . it tastes well, the bread which you earn yourself.

What money is better bestowed than that of a schoolboy’s tip? How the kindness is recalled by the recipient in after days! It blesses him that gives and him that takes.

> A Tragic Story> — William M. Thackeray> > There lived a sage in days of yore,> And he a handsome pigtail wore;> But wondered much, and sorrowed more,> Because it hung behind him.> >...

It is to the middle-class we must look for the safety of England.

People hate as they love, unreasonably.

Certain opuscules, denominated ‘Christmas Books,’ with the ostensible intention of swelling the tide of exhilaration, or other expansive emotions, incident upon the exodus of the old and the inauguration of the new year

That which we call a snob by any other name would still be snobbish

Then sing as Martin Luther sang:”Who loves not wine, woman, and song,He is a fool his whole life long!”

He that hath ears to hear, let him stuff them with cotton.

Despair is perfectly compatible with a good dinner, I promise you.

And oh, what a mercy it is that these women do not exercise their powers oftener! We can’t resist them, if they do. Let them show ever so little inclination, and men go down on...

She looks so haughty that I should have thought her a princess at the very least, with a pedigree reaching as far back as the Deluge. But this lady was no better born than many...

Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.

Except for the young or very happy, I can’t say I am sorry for anyone who dies.

I would rather make my name than inherit it

People who do not know how to laugh are always pompous and self-conceited.

Humor is wit and love.