I think you are wrong, Basil, but I won't argue with you. It is only the intellectually lost who ever argue.

Don't give a woman advice; one should never give a woman anything she can't wear in the evening.

Philosophy is like a normal personal organizer, but it's smaller than a matchbox.

It is that deep spiritual affection that is as pure as it is perfect. It is beautiful, it is fine, it is the noblest form of affection. There is nothing unnatural about it.

Like two doomed ships that pass in storm we had crossed each other's way: but we made no sign, we said no word, we had no word to say.

The fact is, that civilization requires slaves. Unless there are slaves to do the ugly, horrible, uninteresting work, culture and contemplation become almost impossible.

Questions are never indiscreet, answers sometimes are.