Marie Corelli

I tell you, Lucio, it is horrible !''
"What is? Death? It is not half so horrible as Life lived wrongly

may talk like a fool, laugh like a hyena and look like a baboon, but if the chink-chink of your gold be only sufficiently loud, you may soon find yourself dining with the Queen if such be your ambition

Wealth acts merely as a kind of mirror to show you human nature at its worst.

Very few people have any real friends," said Lord Elton presently. "And in that respect I suppose we're none of us worse off than Socrates, who used to keep two chairs only in his house,—' one for myself and another for a friend—when I find him!'

The world is as it is made,” — he went on, regarding me fixedly— “It is moved by the lowest and pettiest motives, — it works for the most trivial, ridiculous and perishable aims. It is not a paradise. It is not a happy family of united and affectionate brethren. It is an over-populated colony of jabbering and quarrelsome monkeys