I have loved to the point of madness; that which is called madness, that which to me, is the only sensible way to love.
Love lasts about seven years. That’s how long it takes for the cells of the body to totally replace themselves.
The one thing I regret is that I will never have time to read all the books I want to read.
Money may not buy happiness, but I’d rather cry in a Jaguar than on a bus.