Being in the depths of sadness is just as important an experience as being exuberantly happy.

In language gender is particularly confusing. Why, please, should a table be male in German, female in French, and castrated in English?

[On Orson Welles:] When I talk to him, I feel like a plant that's been watered.

[On Las Vegas:] I love that town. No clocks. No locks. No restrictions.

Grumbling is the death of love

Habit: Often mistaken for love.

Lover's words: “How beautiful you are, now that you love me.”