I'm Fond Of Human Beings, But Only

The Finest Life Is Spent Creating Oneself, Not Procreating.

Perhaps A Reign Of Powerful Women Is Necessary To Make, Or Unmake When Need Be, Powerful Men. Women Would Not Waste So Readily And Uselessly The Lives They Had Such Care And Pain In Bearing. Why Should They Submit To The Massacre Of The Innocent, One Generation After Another ... And Allow Them To Be Brought Up As Live-stock For The Inevitable Killing?

Paris Has Always Seemed To Me To Be The Only City In Which One Can Live As One Sees Fit.

Hero Worship Has Died With Heroes, And If Someone Bows Down Today, It Is To Pick Up Something.

Sensuality, Wanting A Religion, Invented Love.