Love is an emotion experienced by the many and enjoyed by the few.

All one has to do to gather a large crowd in New York is to stand on the curb a few minutes and gaze intently at the sky.

Whenever a man encounters a woman in a mood he doesn't understand, he wants to know if she's tired.

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

In the theatre, a hero is one who believes that all women are ladies, a villain one who believes that all ladies are women.

Impersonal criticism?is like an impersonal fist fight or an impersonal marriage, and as successful.

The most loyal and faithful woman indulges her imagination in a hypothetical liaison whenever she dons a new street frock for the first time.