All thought is immoral. Its very essence is destruction. If you think of anything, you kill it. Nothing survives being thought of.

You know I have loved him always. But we are very poor. Who, being loved, is poor? Oh, no one. I hate my riches. They are a burden.

Who, being loved, is poor?

Laughter is not at all a bad beginning for a friendship, and it is far the best ending for one.

Rich bachelors should be heavily taxed. It is not fair that some men should be happier than others.

History is merely gossip

I don’t regret for a single moment having lived for pleasure. I did it to the full, as one should do everything that one does. There was no pleasure I did not experience.