I'm an incurable romantic. The essence of romance is an unshakable conviction that next time will be different.

There is no vengeance as terrible as the vengeance a coward plots in the dark of his heart.

There were dreams once upon a time, dreams now all but forgotten. On sad days I dust them off and fondle them nostalgically, with a patronizing wonder at the naivete of the youth who dreamed them.

Any man who barely sustains an armistice with himself has no business poking around in an alien soul.

Consistency is the sign of a narrow mind.

Rich men have dreams. Poor men die to make them come true.

Where there is no waste, there is no want.