We are all civilized people, wich means that we are all savages at heart but observing a few amenities of civilized behaviour.

Men don't want anything they get too easy. But on the other hand, men lose interest quickly.

Since that day, when people have spoken to me of "genius", I have felt the inside pocket to make sure my wallet's still there.

Things have a way of turning out so badly.

The name of a person you love is more than language.

Life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going.

I don't want realism. I'll tell you what I want. Magic! Yes, yes, magic! I try to give that to people. I misrepresent things to them. I don't tell the truth. I tell what ought to be truth. And if that is sinful, then let me be damned for it!