A fair share of anything is starvation diet to an egomaniac.

I was beaten up wherever I went, and people shouted at me and cursed me and threw things at me.

A gentleman doesn't pounce he glides. If a woman sits on a piece of furniture which permits your sitting beside her, you are free to regard this as an invitation, though not an unequivocal one.

The very purpose of existence is to reconcile the glowing opinion we hold of ourselves with the appalling things that other people think about us.

An autobiography is an obituary in serial form with the last installment missing.

Happiness is the only thing I understand.

What is privacy if not for invading?