There was a tacit understanding between them that 'liquor helped'; growing more miserable with every glass one hoped for the moment of relief.

I wish sometimes you had a few bad motives, you might understand a little more about human beings.

If you have abandoned one faith, do not abandon all faith. There is always an alternative to the faith we lose. Or is it the same faith under another mask?

As the end of the what is called the 'sexual life' the only love which has lasted is the love which has everything, every disappointment, every failure and every betrayal, which has accepted even the sad fact that in the end there is no desire so deep as the simple desire for companionship.

Sentimentality - that's what we call the sentiment we don't share.

Hope was an instinct only the reasoning human mind could kill. An animal never knew despair.

We'd forgive most things if we knew the facts.