There is only one pleasure-that of being alive. All the rest is misery.

No woman marries for money; they are all clever enough, before marrying a millionaire, to fall in love with him first.

Writing is a fine thing, because it combines the two pleasures of talking to yourself and talking to a crowd.

Love is the cheapest of religions.

Remember, writing poetry is like making love: one will never know whether one's own pleasure is shared.

You don't remember days, you remember moments.

One stops being a child when one realizes that telling one's trouble does not make it any better.