Certain villains achieve martyrdom by the peculiar luck of being murdered by men still more villainous.
The obscurest epoch is today.
The facts I remember are too good to check.
As you grow old, you forget, and as you forget, you have to stop lying, or at least cut way down.
Rogues, dunces, and newspapermen have long been with us, but the rogues are no longer charming, the dunces no longer amiable, and the newspapermen no longer raffish.
We so often demand that the dead meet the standards of the living, and so rarely that the living meet the standards of the dead.
Why speak ill of the dead? It’s the living who cause all the trouble.
Among the cataloguers of influence the influence of Rousseau is unsurpassed.
Western man worships bluesmen the same way the ancient Egyptians worshipped cats.
The late 19th century was nearer in thought to the Romans than to us.
Nearly every new law is bad, and nearly every old custom is good.