Some men are like ballads, that are in everyone's mouth a little while.

Good advice is something a man gives when he is too old to set a bad example.

All women are flirts, but some are restrained by shyness, and others by sense.

Absence diminishes mediocre passions and increases great ones, as the wind extinguishes candles and fans fires.

A work can become modern only if it is first postmodern. Postmodernism thus understood is not modernism at its end but in the nascent state, and this state is constant.

When we are unable to find tranquility within ourselves, it is useless to seek it elsewhere.

There is only one kind of love, but there are a thousand imitations.

Nothing hinders a thing from being natural so much as the straining ourselves to make it seem so.

Marriage is the only war in which you sleep with the enemy.

Most people know no other way of judging men's worth but by the vogue they are in, or the fortunes they have met with.

There are no accidents so unlucky from which clever people are not able to reap some advantage, and none so lucky that the foolish are not able to turn them to their own disadvantage.

Make no mistake, those who write long books have nothing to say.Of course those who write short books have even less to say.

We don't realize that, somewhere within us all, there does exist a supreme self who is eternally at peace.

Active listening is key to all healthy and effective communication, however, it doesn't necessarily come easily.

I'm in this wonderful position where I can do what interests me. And whatever comes along that interests me, I do. The rest of the time I bother scientists about communicating.

Labels are for cans, not people.

Sink me! Your taylors have betrayed you! T'wood serve you better to send THEM to Madam Guillotine

The older I grow the more earnestly I feel that the few joys of childhood are the best that life has to give.

We need to put no confidence in the arm of flesh, but rather trust ourselves entirely to the arm of the Lord.

The stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking/stuffing/puking didn't make her skinny, it made her cry.

I never regret anything and I don't believe in regret. I think it's just a big time-waster.