God Was Bored By Him.

There Is No Rapture In The Love Which Is Prompted By Esteem; Such Affection Is Lasting, Not Passionate.

If She Gives Me All Her Time It Is Because I Have All Her Heart.

God Has Made The Cat To Give Man The Pleasure Of Caressing The Tiger.

In The Opera We Call Love, The Libretto Is Almost Nothing.

. . .where There Is No More Hope, Song Remains.