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.

In the sex war, thoughtlessness is the weapon of the male, vindictiveness of the female.

The one way to get thin is to re-establish a purpose in life.

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

When we have ceased to love the stench of the human animal, either in others or in ourselves, then are we condemned to misery, and clear thinking can begin.

A mutually fulfilled sexual union between two people is the rarest sensation which life can provide. But it is not quite real. It stops when the telephone rings. Such a passion can be kept at its early strength only by adding to it either more and more unhappiness (jealousy, separation, doubt, renunciation), or more and more artificiality (drink, technique, stage-illusions). Whoever has missed this has never lived, who lives for it alone is but partly alive.

In my religion, there would be no exclusive doctrine; all would be love, poetry, and doubt.