We are a most solitary people, and we live, repelled by one another, in the gray, outcast cities of Cain.

We are uneasy with an affectionate man, for we are positive he wants something of us, particularly our love.

Intellectual sodomy, which comes from the refusal to be simple about plain matters, is as gross and abundant today as sexual perversion and they are nowise different from one another.

One cat in a house is a sign of loneliness.

We can only write well about our sins because it is too difficult to recall a virtuous act or even whether it was the result of good or evil motives.

Who has enough credit in this world to pay for his mistakes?

A man who can be entertaining for a full day will be in his grave by night-fall.