“I wasn't yawning, I was just letting some fresh air into my mouth.” (After being accused of being tired.)

'Dank Dank' (Reflecting his inability to accept compliments for several years.)

Family life is too intimate to be preserved by the spirit of justice. It can be sustained by a spirit of love which goes beyond justice.

The roaring of the wind is my wife and the stars through the window pane are my children. The mighty abstract idea I have of beauty in all things stifles the more divided and minute domestic happiness.

Every man sees in his relatives, and especially in his cousins, a series of grotesque caricatures of himself.