Music is only love looking for words.

The cocktail party - as the name itself indicates - was originally invented by dogs. They are simply bottom-sniffings raised to the rank of formal ceremonies.

You see, nothing matters except pleasure - which is the opposite of happiness, its tragic part, I expect.

The appalling thing is the degree of charity women are capable of. You see it all the time... love lavished on absolute fools. Love's a charity ward, you know.

Does not everything depend on our interpretation of the silence around us?

Prohibitions create the desire they were intended to cure.

Like all young men I set out to be a genius, but mercifully laughter intervened.