Writing has freed me from the despair of living.

The lessons taught in great books are misleading. The commerce in life is rarely so simple and never so just.

A man can go from being a lover to being a stranger in three moves flat but a woman under the guise of friendship will engage in acts of duplicity which come to light very much later. There are different species of self-justification.

A man of such obvious and exemplary charm must be a liar.

And without understanding, could each properly love the other?

All good fortune is a gift of the gods, and you don't win the favor of the ancient gods by being good, but by being bold.

It will be a pity if women in the more conventional mould are to be phased out, for there will never be anyone to go home to.