For gin, in cruel sober truth, supplies the fuel for flaming youth.
Trust your instincts. If you have no instincts, trust your impulses.
Acting is not a state of being ... but a state of appearing to be.
I've sometimes thought of marrying - and then I've thought again.
Madame Bovary is the sexiest book imaginable. The woman's virtually a nyphomaniac but you won't find a vulgar word in the entire thing.
The pleasures that once were heaven look silly at sixty-seven.