There is nothing so annoying as to have two people talking when you're busy interrupting.

Never have a battle of wits with an unarmed person.

We must put up with our clothes as they are - they have their reason for existing. They are on us to expose us - to advertise what we wear them to conceal. They are a sign; a sign of insincerity; a sign of suppressed vanity; a pretense that we desire gorgeous colors and the graces of harmony and form; and we put them on to propagate that lie and back it up.

I couldn't bear to think about it; and yet, somehow, I couldn't think about nothing else.

The banging and slamming and booming and crashing were something beyond belief. [On Lohengrin]

There is only one good sex. The female one.

It's not as bad as it sounds.