The curse of the romantic is a greed for dreams, an intensity of expectation that, in the end, diminishes the reality.

In an age where the lowered eyelid is just a sign of fatigue, the delicate game of love is pining away. Freud and flirtation are poor companions.

Republicans seems to me to be chiefly concerned with holding on to what they have: in society, it's position, or respectability, or what you will; in business, of course, it's profit.

It is a marvellous thing to be physically a woman if only to know the marvels of a man.

The barbarian weapon is fission: the splitting asunder. It has been perfected for death. Our only weapon is fusion: an imperfect process still, though designed for life.

It's never what you say, but how you make it sound sincere.

A candidate for office can have no greater advantage than muddled syntax; no greater liability than a command of language.