I've thought of becoming a photographer! To save my talent as a writer.

It's wonderful how, the moment you talk about God and love, your voice becomes hard, and your eyes fill with hatred. No, Margret, you certainly haven't the true faith.

I see the playwright as a lay preacher peddling the ideas of his time in popular form.

In the old days, one married a wife; now one forms a company with a female partner, or moves in to live with a friend. And then one seduces the partner, or defiles the friend.

What is economics? A science invented by the upper class in order to acquire the fruits of the labor of the underclass

I hated her now with a hatred more fatal than indifference because it was the other side of love.

The further from one another, the nearer one can be.