The secret of being a bore... is to tell everything.
It is an infantile superstition of the human spirit that virginity would be thought a virtue and not the barrier that separates ignorance from knowledge.
You write your name in the snow Yet say nothing.
Love is a canvas furnished by Nature and embroidered by imagination.
Prejudice is an opinion without judgment.
Now, now my good man, this is no time to be making enemies." (Voltaire on his deathbed in response to a priest asking him that he renounce Satan.)