And since gin to artifice bears the same relation as tears to mascara, her attractions at once dissembled.

One of the most difficult things in writing a novel or anything at all is to choose the point of view from which it's going to be told.

Many universities have asked me to come for a semester but I don't want to do it because I don't have the patience.

we don't belong to each other: he's an independent, and so am I.

The brain may take advice, but not the heart, and love having no geography, knows no boundaries: weight and sink it deep, no matter, it will rise and find the surface: and why not? Any love is natural and beautiful that lies within a person's nature; only hypocrites would hold a man responsible for what he loves, emotional illiterates and those of righteous envy, who, in their agitated concern, mistake so frequently the arrow pointing to heaven for the one that leads to hell.

I'm not a philosopher.

Traveling wears me out.