I never give my real self. I have a hundred sides, and I turn first one way and then the other. I am playing a deep game. I have a number of strong cards up my sleeve. I have never been myself, excepting to two friends.

Some people say that beauty is a curse. It may be true, but I'm sure I should not have at all minded being cursed a little.

Except two breeds - the stupid and the narrowly feline - all women have a touch of the Lesbian: an assertion all good non-analytic creatures refute with horror, but quite true: there is always the poignant intensive personal taste, the flair of inner-sex, in the tenderest friendships of women.

A genius who does not know that he is a genius is no genius.

I've never made plans for more than a day ahead.

Of poets I put Virgil first - he was greatest.

I do not see any beauty in self-restraint.