Politics is the diversion of trivial men who, when they succeed at it, become important in the eyes of more trivial men.
What passes for woman's intuition is often nothing more than man's transparency.
A man's wife is his compromise with the illusion of his first sweetheart.
I have yet to find a man worth his salt in any direction who did not think of himself first and foremost.
Love is the emotion that a woman feels always for a poodle dog and sometimes for a man.
It is only the cynicism that is born of success that is penetrating and valid.
