I have the simplest tastes. I am always satisfied with the best.
Deceiving others. That is what the world calls a romance.
The world was my oyster but I used the wrong fork.
Wickedness is a myth invented by good people to account for the curious attractiveness of others.
I like men who have a future and women who have a past.
The reason we all like to think so well of others is that we are all afraid for ourselves. The basis of optimism is sheer terror.