In life there are two things which are dependable. The pleasures of the flesh and the pleasures of literature.

If someone with whom one is having an affair keeps on mentioning some woman whom he knew in the past, however long ago it is since they separated, one is always irritated.

A good lover will behave just as elegantly at dawn as at any other time.

One is telling a story about old times when someone breaks in with a little detail that he happens to know, implying that one's own version is inaccurate — disgusting behavior!

In life there are two things which are dependable. The pleasures of the flesh and the pleasures of literature.

There is nothing in the whole world so painful as feeling that one is not liked.

A man who has nothing in particular to recommend him discusses all sorts of subjects at random as if he knew everything.