Sexual pleasure, wisely used and not abused, may prove the stimulus and liberator of our finest and most exalted activities.

When love is suppressed hate takes its place.

What we call progress is the exchange of one nuisance for another nuisance.

All civilization has from time to time become a thin crust over a volcano of revolution.

Still, whether we like it or not, the task of speeding up the decrease of the human population becomes increasingly urgent.

Jealousy, that dragon which slays love under the pretence of keeping it alive.

Beauty is the child of love.