Love is only a dirty trick played on us to achieve continuation of the species.
I prefer a loose woman to a selfish one and a wanton to a fool.
The drama is make-believe. It does not deal with truth but with effect.
I knew that suffering did not enoble; it degraded. It made men selfish, petty and suspicious. It absorbed them in small things...it made them less than men; and I wrote ferociously that we learn resignation not by our own suffering, but by the suffering of others.
Well, you know when people are no good at anything else they become writers.
There is no need for the writer to eat a whole sheep to be able to tell you what mutton tastes like. It is enough if he eats a cutlet. But he should do that.