The great question that has never been answered, and which I have not yet been able to answer, despite my thirty years of research into the feminine soul, is 'What does a woman want?'

One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.

No one who, like me, conjures up the most evil of those half-tamed demons that inhabit the human breast, and seeks to wrestle with them, can expect to come through the struggle unscathed.

Without love we fall ill.

Tobacco is the only excuse for Columbus's misadventure in discovering America.

I think that in general it is a good plan occasionally to bear in mind the fact that people were in the habit of dreaming before there was such a thing as psychoanalysis.

A collection to which nothing can be added and from which nothing can be removed is, in fact, dead!