The happiest moments in any affair take place after the loved one has learned to accommodate the lover and before the maddening personality of either party has emerged like a jagged rock from the receding tides of lust and curiosity.

Is not the whole world a vast house of assignation of which the filing system has been lost?

What is privacy if not for invading?

As soon as a person takes a part as a homosexual, the press says, "What do your wife and children think of this?" And the actor never says, "Well, last week I was a murderer, and the week before that I was a child molester, and the week before that I was a lunatic. But now I'm a homosexual."

That's the only sense in which I've been lucky: I have the kind of face to which cosmetics could be applied.

You don't have to deal with anyone in America. They accept you the way you are.

As far as I know, you can fancy someone, you can enjoy their company or you can wish them well. But what being in love is, I don't know.