Doctors can do almost anything nowadays, can't they, unless they kill you while they're trying to cure you.

I often wonder why the whole world is so prone to generalise. Generalisations are seldom if ever true and are usually utterly inaccurate.

I have enjoyed greatly the second blooming that comes when you finish the life of the emotions and of personal relations; and suddenly find - at the age of fifty, say - that a whole new life has opened before you, filled with things you can think about, study, or read about...It is as if a fresh sap of ideas and thoughts was rising in you.

Desperate ills need desperate remedies.

Of course I despise money when I haven't got any. It's the only dignified thing to do.

I've a theory that one can always get anything one wants if one will pay the price. And do you know what the price is, nine times out of ten? Compromise.

Use that fluff of yours you call a brain.