My Only Books Were Women's Looks.

When You're In Love You Never Really Know Whether Your Elation Comes From The Qualities Of The One You Love, Or If It Attributes Them To Her; Whether The Light Which Surrounds Her Like A Halo Comes From You, From Her, Or From The Meeting Of Your Sparks.

Youth Is Not A Question Of Years: One Is Young Or Old From Birth.

Indiscretion Has Always Seemed To Me To Be One Of The Privileges Of Tact.

... Anything Difficult To Say Must Be Shouted From The Rooftops.

With Renunciation Life Begins.