Crying is for plain women. Pretty women go shopping.

Veni vidi veni iterum! (I came, I saw, I came again!)

When bankers get together they talk about art. When artists get together, they talk about money.

All love is true, but not all truth ... is love?

Romance should never begin with sentiment. It should begin with science and end with a settlement.

Suffering is one very long moment. We cannot divide it by seasons. We can only record its moods, and chronicle their return. With us time itself does not progress. It revolves. It seems to circle round one center of pain.

There is no such thing as a heterosexual male, only men who haven't met Oscar Wilde yet.