The past is the only dead thing that smells sweet.

In my religion all believers would stop work at sundown and have a drink together.

The friendships which last are those wherein each friend respects the other's dignity to the point of not really wanting anything from him.

It is only in the country that we can get to know a person or a book.

Except for poverty, incompatibility, opposition of parents, absence of love on one side and of desire to marry on both, nothing stands in the way of our happy union.

Everyone has the right to express an opinion. No one has the right to be listened to.

In the sex-war, thoughtlessness is a weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female. Both are reciprocally generated, but a woman's desire for revenge outlasts all other emotion. Yet when every unkind word about women has been said, we have still to admit, with Byron, that they are nicer than men. They are more devoted, more unselfish and more emotionally sincere. When the long fuse of cruelty, deceit and revenge is set alight, it is male thoughtlessness which has fired it.