The only proper intoxication is conversation.

The aim of love is to love. No more, no less.

Nobody of any real culture, for instance, ever talks nowadays about the beauty of sunset. Sunsets are quite old fashioned. To admire them is a distinct sign of provincialism of temperament. Upon the other hand they go on.

Man is many things, but he is not rational.

I love hearing my relations abused. It is the only thing that makes me put up with them at all. Relations are simply a tedious pack of people, who haven't got the remotest knowledge of how to live nor the smallest instinct about when to die.

A man who is master of himself can end a sorrow as easily as he can invent a pleasure.

Do not be afraid of the past. If people tell you that it is irrevocable, do not believe them.