Self-interest Usually Brings Injustice With It.

If Russians Knew How To Read, They Would Write Me Off.

If I May Venture To Be Frank I Would Say About Myself That I Was Every Inch A Gentleman.

In My Position You Have To Read When You Want To Write And To Talk When You Would Like To Read.

The Trouble Is That My Heart Is Loath To Be Without Love Even For A Single Hour. ... If You Want To Keep Me Forever, Then Show As Much Friendship As Love, And More Than Anything Else, Love Me And Tell Me The Truth.

You Philosophers Are Lucky Men. You Write On Paper And Paper Is Patient. Unfortunate Empress That I Am, I Write On The Susceptible Skins Of Living Beings.