It is very easy to love alone.
The thing that differentiates man from animals is money.
The deepest thing in any one is the conviction of the bad luck that follows boasting.
Action and reaction are equal and opposite.
If you can do it then why do it?
Is it worse to be scared than to be bored, that is the question.
I do want to get rich, but I never want to do what there is to do to get rich.
Money is always there but the pockets change.
This is the lesson that history teaches: repetition.
History takes time. History makes memory.
It is extraordinary that when you are acquainted with a whole family you can forget about them.
It is extraordinary that whole populations have no projects for the future, none at all. It certainly is extraordinary, but it is certainly true.
It is funny that men who are supposed to be scientific cannot get themselves to realise the basic principle of physics, that action and reaction are equal and opposite, that when you persecute people you always rouse them to be strong and stronger.
It is funny the two things most men are proudest of is the thing that any man can do and doing does in the same way, that is being drunk and being the father of their son.
It is natural not to care about a sister certainly not when she is four years older and grinds her teeth at night.
It is natural to indulge in the illusions of hope. We are apt to shut our eyes to that siren until she allures us to our death.
It is not what France gave you but what it did not take from you that was important.
It is so friendly so simply friendly and though inevitable not a sadness and though occurring not a shock.
It is the soothing thing about history that it does repeat itself.
The earth is the earth as a peasant sees it, the world is the world as a duchess sees it, and anyway a duchess would be nothing if the earth was not there as the peasant sees it.
The minute you or anybody else knows what you are you are not it, you are what you or anybody else knows you are and as everything in living is made up of finding out what you are it is extraordinarily difficult really not to know what you are and yet to be that thing.
The nineteenth century believed in science but the twentieth century does not.
The nineteenth century was completely lacking in logic, it had cosmic terms and hopes, and aspirations, and discoveries, and ideals but it had no logic.
There ain't no answer. There ain't gonna be any answer. There never has been an answer. That's the answer.
There is a difference between twenty-nine and thirty. When you are twenty-nine it can be the beginning of everything. When you are thirty it can be the end of everything.