Art only begins where Imitation ends.
Now and then it is a joy to have one's table red with wine and roses.
I adore simple pleasures. They are the last refuge of the complex.
I think you are wrong, Basil, but I won't argue with you. It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue.
The happiness of a married man depends on the people he has not married.
When a man has once loved a woman he will do anything for her except continue to love her.