Promise is the capacity for letting people down.

What grape to keep its place in the sun, taught our ancestors to make wine?

We must select the illusion which appeals to our temperament, and embrace it with passion, if we want to be happy.

The headmistress was an able instructress in French and history and we learned with her as fast as fear could teach us.

The true function of a writer is to produce a masterpiece and no other task is of any consequence.

In a perfect union the man and woman are like a strung bow. Who is to say whether the string bends the bow, or the bow tightens the string?

The civilization of one epoch becomes the manure of the next.