An empty house is like a stray dog or a body from which life has departed. — Samuel Butler

A man's friendships are, like his will, invalidated by marriage—but they are also no less invalidated by the marriage of his friends.

Taking numbers into account, I should think more mental suffering had been undergone in the streets leading from St George's, Hanover Square, than in the condemned cells of Newgate.

Every man's work, whether it be literature or music or pictures or architecture or anything else, is always a portrait of himself, and the more he tries to conceal himself the more clearly will his character appear in spite of him.