Our Passions Are Ourselves.

Lack Of Understanding Is A Great Power. Sometimes It Enables Men To Conquer The World.

We Have Drugs To Make Women Speak, But None To Keep Them Silent.

Yet, Every Now And Then, There Would Pass A Young Girl, Slender, Fair And Desirable, Arousing In Young Men A Not Ignoble Desire To Possess Her, And Stirring In Old Men Regrets For Ecstasy Not Seized And Now Forever Past.

Universal Peace Will Be Realized, Not Because Man Will Become Better, But Because A New Order Of Things, A New Science, New Economic Necessities, Will Impose Peace.

A Good Critic Is The Man Who Describes His Adventures Among Masterpieces.