A fine world in which man reproaches woman with fulfilling his heart's desire!

A child learns to discard his ideals, whereas a grown-up never wears out his short pants.

Someone who can write aphorisms should not fritter away his time in essays.

The press, that goiter of the world, swells up with the desire for conquest and bursts with the achievements which every day brings. A week has room for the boldest climax of the human drive for expansion.

Moral responsibility is what is lacking in a man when he demands it of a woman.

Nowadays the thief cannot be distinguished from his victim. Neither has any valuable objects on him.

It is not true that one cannot live without a woman. It is simply that one cannot have lived without one.