Occupation: Novelist Birth: November 22, 1857 Death: December 28, 1903
I hate with a bitter hatred the names of lentils haricots - those pretentious cheats of the appetite, those tabulated humbugs, those certified aridit….
For the man sound of body and serene of mind there is no such thing as bad weather; every day has its beauty, and storms which whip the blood do but ….
To be at other people's orders brings out all the bad in me..
Time is money says the proverb, but turn it around and you get a precious truth. Money is time..