I would gladly admit women are superior to men if only they would stop trying to be the same as us.

I am in favor of preserving the French habit of kissing the hands of ladies. After all one must start somewhere.

I have my ignorance to thank for the few things I know.

Find someone to love . . . and, oh, someone to love you.

If the birth of a genius resembles that of an idiot, the end of a Havana Corona resembles that of a 5-cent cigar.

Faults of ignorance are excusable only where the ignorance itself is so

Why is it better to love than be loved? It is surer.