“The only genius that’s worth anything is the genius for hard work.”

Half the joys and half the sorrows of this world are discovered in bed.

Women feel safe with me as well they should, because not only am I morally objected at going too far, but physically I cannot do it.

There’s one thing I’ve always known: You can let people suspect anything else about you, but you must never let them suspect you of knowing what you’re doing.

Marygreen did not change in sixteen years. It had changed little enough in the past two years.

Most people are so busy knocking themselves out trying to do everything they think they should, they never get around to do what they want to do.

Those places he had seen, she would never see; those fine things he had done, she would never do. But worst of all she would never see him again.

Charm is the ability to make someone else think that both of you are pretty wonderful.

There’s an old press-agents’ slogan that’s good advice: Don’t read your publicity – weigh it.

[Sex] is something big and cosmic. What else do we have? There’s only birth and death and the union of two people – and sex is the only one that happens to us more than once.

War makes strangers bedfellows.

there are only two ways to make a lot [of money] while you’re young: One is to entertain the public; and the other is to cheat it.

She was luxuriously tired and her muscles felt sore from the unaccustomed strain of riding astride.

If you had better sense you’d have learned by now that nothing thrives so well as wickedness

the end of anything is a relief. In every relationship, even the most valuable, there are certain unpleasant tensions – and the ending of it snaps those taut inner wires.

I think Americans love success – but hate the people who have it.

I guess experience is just learning at first hand the things you knew all along anyway.

You ask me questions that you don’t want to know the answer to.

You are so lovable but so hard to love.

You shined your light on all the things I’ve been trying so hard to hide.

Don’t you see? That I kiss you a little harder. That I hug you a little harder. I want you to heal me.

I love the little things in life but when it comes to me, why do I find those little things about myself hard to love? I am everything I need.

The simple truth is that truth is hard to come by, and that once found may easily be lost again.

The hard work you put in will never fail you.

Truth is so hard to tell, it sometimes needs fiction to make it plausible.