The Author May Not Interpret. But He

The Only Truths That Are Useful Are Instruments To Be Thrown Away.

There Are Two Kinds Of Friendship: One Is Genuine Affection, The Other Is Inability To Refuse.

The More Things You Know, Or Pretend To Know, The More Powerful You Are. It Doesn't Matter If The Things Are True. What Counts, Remember, Is To Possess A Secret.

Every Man Is Obsessed By The Memories Of His Own Youth.

Yesterday's Rose Endures In Its Name, We Hold Empty Names.