Promiscuity is like never reading past the first page. Monogamy is like reading the same book over and over.

Rereading, we find a new book.

While we are reading, we are all Don Quixote.

Revolution in Love’. Can you tell me what you mean by that? Do you want free love as against bourgeois marriage, or monogamy as against bourgeois promiscuity?

The discontented believe that their regrets are about the past.

Why do we never expect dull people to be rascals?