A truth ceases to be true when more than one person believes in it.
It is always worth while asking a question, though it is not always worth while answering one.
Nowadays we are all of us so hard up that the only pleasant things to pay are compliments. They’re the only things we can pay.
There can be nothing more frequent than an occasional drink.
Lying, the telling of beautiful untrue things, is the proper aim of Art.
There is always something ridiculous about the emotions of people whom one has ceased to love.