The man of knowledge must be able not only to love his enemies but also to hate his friends.

Only a true best friend can protect you from your immortal enemies.

You realize that our mistrust of the future makes it hard to give up the past.

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

Making love to a woman is like playing a violin... I don't know how to do it