In retrospect, our triumphs could as easily have happened to someone else; but our defeats are uniquely our own.
Desire is in men a hunger, in women only an appetite.
The soul may sleep and the body still be happy, but only in youth.
The ideal home: big enough for you to hear the children, but not very well.
The trouble with women is men; the trouble with men, men.
One day you are an apprentice, and everybody's pet; the next, you are coldly expected to deliver. There is never sufficient warning that the second day is coming.