Death must be so beautiful. To lie in the soft brown earth, with the grasses waving above one's head, and listen to silence. To have no yesterday, and no tomorrow. To forget time, to forgive life, to be at peace.
Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.
With freedom, books, flowers, and the moon, who could not be happy?
A cynic is a man who knows the price of everything, and the value of nothing.
I can resist anything except temptation.
If you want to tell people the truth, make them laugh, otherwise they'll kill you.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does, and that is his.
I don't want to be at the mercy of my emotions. I want to use them, to enjoy them, and to dominate them.
Quotation is a serviceable substitute for wit.
Who, being loved, is poor?