Style is the outcome of constraint.

We owe to the Middle Ages the two worst inventions of humanity - romantic love and gunpowder.

Without a family, man, alone in the world, trembles with the cold.

The first recipe for happiness is: avoid too lengthy meditation on the past.

We can talk frankly about our defects only to those who recognise our qualities.

An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.

A happy marriage is a long conversation which always seems too short.

A marriage without conflicts is almost as inconceivable as a nation without crises.

We appreciate frankness from those who like us. Frankness from others is called insolence.

Conversation would be vastly improved by the constant use of four simple words: I do not know.

A successful marriage is an edifice that must be rebuilt every day.

Time is just quantified eternity.

No company is preferable to bad. We are more apt to catch the vices of others than virtues, as disease is far more contagious than health.

I’m alone, stumbling through the city in the dark, trying not to let the night freeze my blood.

Getting into the habit of changing who you are to please others, is setting a lifetime marathon of running away from yourself.

enduring at the time played in his formulation of the test.

That theatrical kind of virtue, which requires publicity for its stage, and an applauding world for its audience, could not be depended on, in the secrecy of solitude, or the retirement of a desert.

Iraq and Afghanistan are now democracies and they are allies in the cause of freedom and peace.

I've just had some bad news. Tomorrow is the mother in law's funeral. And she's cancelled it.

We may not be God, but we are of God, even as a little drop of water is of the ocean.

If someone had asked who could stage the best intervention with a crazy woman who had formerly been an undead monster, Sydney Sage would have been my last guess.