“The secret of a good old age is simply an honorable pact with solitude.”

Music is important for one’s health.

One minute of reconciliation is worth more than a whole life of friendship!

Nothing one does in bed is immoral if it helps to perpetuate love.

Things have a life of their own, the gypsy proclaimed with a harsh accent. “It’s simply a matter of waking up their souls.”

For those who may be hurting over lost love: Don’t cry because it is over, smile because it happened.

Nobody is worth crying for, and those that are worth it will not make you cry.

If you’re going to be a writer you have to be one of the great ones. After all, there are better ways to starve to death.

When I wake up,” he said, “remind me that I’m going to marry her.

But when a woman decides to sleep with a man, there is no wall she will not scale, no fortress she will not destroy, no moral consideration she will not ignore at its very root: there is no God worth worrying about.

But that afternoon he asked himself, with his infinite capacity for illusion, if such pitiless indifference might not be a subterfuge for hiding the torments of love.

All my life, I’ve been frightened at the moment I sit down to write.

Wisdom comes to us when it can no longer do any good.

An early-rising man is a good spouse but a bad husband.

One can be in love with several people at the same time, feel the sorrow with each, and not betray any of them.

Humanity, like armies in the field, advances at the speed of the slowest.

The heart’s memory eliminates the bad and magnifies the good.

An artist must be a reactionary. He has to stand out against the tenor of the age and not go flopping along.

No man was ever so completely skilled in the conduct of life, as not to receive new information from age and experience.

Port is not for the very young, the vain and the active. It is the comfort of age and the companion of the scholar and the philosopher.

Morality comes with the sad wisdom of age, when the sense of curiosity has withered.

I’m as old as my tongue and a little older than my teeth.

Religion seems to have grown an infant with age, and requires miracles to nurse it, as it had in its infancy.

Have regular hours for work and play; make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful, old age will bring few regrets, and life will become a beautiful success.

You don’t realize what fine fighting material there is in age. You show me any one who’s lived to over seventy and you show me a fighter – someone who’s got the will to live.