History, sir, will tell lies as usual.

I would exchange every painting of Christ for one snapshot.

Hate is the revenge of a coward intimidated.

I dread success. To have succeeded is to have finished one's business on earth, like the male spider who is killed by the female the moment he has succeeded in his courtship. I like the state of continual becoming, with a goal in front and not behind.

When two people are under the influence of the most violent, most insane, most delusive, and most transient of passions, they are required to swear that they will remain in that excited, abnormal, and exhausting condition continuously until death do them part.

Cruelty would be delicious if one could only find some sort of cruelty that didn't really hurt.

Changeable women are more endurable that monotonous ones; they are sometimes murdered but never deserted.