Let us learn to show our friendship for a man when he is alive and not after he is dead.

When the lightning strikes one of us, it strikes both

Aristocracy's only an admission that certain traits which we call fine - courage and honor and beauty and all that sort of thing - can best be developed in a favorable environment, where you don't have the warpings of ignorance and necessity.

At fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon.

Life plays the same lovely and agonizing joke on all of us.

The helpless ecstasy of loosing himself in her charm was a powerful opiate rather than a tonic.

I may turn out an intellectual, but I'll never write anything but mediocre poetry.