Men who like women rarely fall in love.
I have no history but the length of my bones.
A vice is merely a pleasure to which somebody has objected.
Death is the only mystery we all solve.
Headlines pass; breadlines continue.
Kneel to nobody; bow to everyone.
Anything said off the cuff has usually been written on it first.
It is the distance between us that creates language.
It requires less skill to love than to be loved.
More dreams are destroyed in bed than are ever found there.
Never believe what you cannot doubt.
Procrustes was an editor.
Some part of us still believes that men should kill.
Those who have the habit of revelation lose the habit of thought.