The French are a tremendously verbal race: they kill you with their assurances, their repetitions, their reasons, their platitudes, their formulae, their propositions, their solutions.

A single girl must lead a double life don't you think?

Strange is the influence of Marx on character.

Radicalism is the opium of the middle class.

A tory youth is a youth speculating on his future.

And gold has no name, it licks the hand of anyone who has it: good dog!

To me, all the juice of a book is in an unpublished manuscript, and the published book is like a dead tree - just good for cutting up and building your house with.