Without tenderness, a man is uninteresting.

Love for the joy of loving, and not for the offerings of someone else's heart.

Every human being is in need of talking to somebody. In this country nobody has time. It seems that talking to a friend has gone out of style. Now you have to pay money to go to an analyst.

There comes a time when suddenly you realize that laughter is something you remember and that you were the one laughing.

Careful grooming may take twenty years off a woman's age, but you can't fool a flight of stairs.

What remains is solitude.

Tenderness is greater proof of love than the most passionate of vows.