The strong are so stupid.

When we were only acquaintances, you let me be myself, but now you're always protecting me... I won't be protected. I will choose for myself what is ladylike and right. To shield me is an insult. Can't I be trusted to face the truth but I must get it second-hand through you? A woman's place!

Those who prepared for all the emergencies of life beforehand may equip themselves at the expense of joy.

Characters must not brood too long. They must not waste time running up and down ladders in their own insides.

Our life on earth is, and ought to be, material and carnal. But we have not yet learned to manage our materialism and carnality properly; they are still entangled with the desire for ownership.

I never could get on with representative individuals but people who existed on their own account and with whom it might therefore be possible to be friends.

Passion does not blind. No. Passion is sanity, and the woman you love, she is the only person you will ever really understand.