The Police and the Society of Jesus posses in common the virtue of never forsaking their enemies as friends.

Love is a religion, and its rituals cost more than those of other religions. It goes by quickly and, like a street urchin, it likes to mark its passage by a trail of devastation.

I yield to your wishes. It is the privilege of the women whom we love more than they love us to make the men who love them ignore the ordinary rules of common-sense.

Ideas devour the ages as men are devoured by their passions. When man is cured, human nature will cure itself perhaps.

People who climb from one rung of society to another can never do anything simply.

Love knows nothing of modesty.

A beautiful book is a victory won in all the battlefields of human thought.