...one may say anything about the history of the world - anything that might enter the most disordered imagination. The only thing one can't say is that it's rational.

But to fall in love does not mean to love. One can fall in love and still hate.

Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!

Viper will eat viper, and it would serve them both right!

Anyone who can appease a man's conscience can take his freedom away from him.

I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that’s all it is. It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s inside, with one’s stomach.

I am a fool with a heart but no brains, and you are a fool with brains but no heart; and we’re both unhappy, and we both suffer.