What reason weaves, by passion is undone.

There is no art without Eros. 

Sex is the last refuge of the miserable.

The best moment of love is when the lover leaves in the taxi.

Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

Lord! I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.

No woman needs intercourse; few women escape it.

To love a woman who scorns you is to lick honey from a thorn.