It seemed a good idea at the time.

The day was so delightful that I wished one could live slowly as one can play music slowly.

Sex, which ought to be an incident of life, is the obsession of the well-fed world.

There is, of course, no reason for the existence of the male sex except that one sometimes needs help with moving the piano.

There is no logical reason why the camel of great art should pass through the needle of mob intelligence.

every human activity, whether it be love, philosophy, art, or revolution, is carried on with a special intensity in Paris.

Woman too commonly commits the sin of self-sacrifice whereby she consents to be sequestered in the home, without intellectual stimulus, so that the tranquil flame of her unspoiled soul should radiate purity and nobility upon an indefinitely extended family.