No one ever loved anyone the way that person wanted to be loved.
The trouble with women is men; the trouble with men, men.
Beauty often fades, but seldom so swiftly as the joy it gives us.
Nobody knows the trouble we've seen-but we keep trying to tell them.
Good food, good sex, good digestion, good sleep: to these basic animal pleasures, man has added nothing but the good cigarette.
There are whole years for which I hope I'll never be cross-examined, for I could not give an alibi.