It would be impossible to live for a year without disaster unless one practiced character-reading.

Once you hear the details of a victory it is hard to distinguish it from a defeat.

When arms speak, the laws are silent.

To hide and feel guilty would be the beginning of defeat.

Is all our fire of shipwreck wood?

It’s the end of the world every day, for someone.

We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.

I think we are inexterminable, like flies and bedbugs.

Calamities are of two kinds: misfortune to ourselves, and good fortune to others.

Pride and excess bring disaster for man.

All men that are ruined, are ruined on the side of their natural propensities.

All the married heiresses I have known have shipwrecked.

It belongs to a nobleman to weep in an hour of disaster.