The belief in a supernatural source of evil is not necessary; men alone are quite capable of every wickedness.

There is never enough time to say our last word-the last word of our love, of our desire, faith, remorse, submission, revolt.

I remember my youth... the feeling that I could last forever, outlast the sea, the earth, and all men.

... it was written I should be loyal to the nightmare of my choice.

The last thing a woman will consent to in a man whom she loves, or on whom she simply depends, is want of courage.

A word carries far, very far, deals destruction through time as the bullets go flying through space.

A nickname may be the best record of a success. That's what I call putting the face of a joke upon the body of a truth.