To Have Money Is To Be Virtuous,

A Man Has Only One Way Of Being Immortal On Earth: He Has To Forget He Is A Mortal.

During War We Imprison The Rights Of Man.

I Remember A Time When A Cabbage Could Sell Itself By Being A Cabbage. Nowadays It’s No Good Being A Cabbage – Unless You Have An Agent And Pay Him A Commission. Nothing Is Free Anymore To Sell Itself Or Give Itself Away. These Days, Countess, Every Cabbage Has Its Pimp.

Since I Love You, My Loneliness Begins To Throw You.

Oh God, If You Want Women To Never Again Raise Their Voices, Then Create An Adult Man!