Love is the only passion which suffers neither past nor future.
Coffee falls into the stomach... ideas begin to move, things remembered arrive at full gallop... the shafts of wit start up like sharp-shooters, similes arise, the paper is covered with ink...
When there is an old maid in the house, a watchdog is unnecessary.
An ounce of courage will go farther with women than a pound of timidity.
People who are in love suspect nothing or everything.
I'm a great poet. I don't put my poems on paper: they consist of actions and feelings.