Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.

emotions really exist at the bottom of the personality or at the top. in the middle they are acted. this is why all the world is a stage.

Of course men play roles, but women play roles too, blanker ones. They have, in the play of life, fewer good lines.

Oh the piercing sadness of life in the midst of its ordinariness!

You cannot have both truth and what you call civilisation.

... half the world starves. What a planet. And the eating, if you're lucky enough to do any. Stuffing pieces of dead animals into a hole in your face. Then munch, munch, munch. If there's anybody watching, they must be dying of laughter.

We are all prisoner, but the name of our cure is not freedom