Take your vitamins. Don't drink vodka. Get used to empire waistlines.
There are plagues, and there are victims, and it's the duty of good men not to join forces with the plagues.
Find your happiness in yourself.
There is scarcely any passion without struggle.
Indeed, men never know how to love. nothing satisfies them. All they know is to dream, to imagine new duties, to look for new countries and new homes. While we women, we know that we must hasten to love, to share the same bed, hold hands, and fear absence. When we women love, we dream of nothing.
The realization that life is absurd cannot be an end, but only a beginning.
Man cannot do without beauty, and this is what our era pretends to want to disregard.
You want a love story too? There's none to be had.
(The short story) is a form that has all the power of the novel - some would say more - but none of the self-importance.
I want to make you faint. I will make you faint. You've had this coming to you for years. None of the fools you've known have kissed you like this - have they? Your precious Charles or Frank or your stupid Ashley. . . I said your stupid Ashley. Gentlemen all - what do they know about women? What do they know about you? I know you.
There is only one El Hombre and that is Stan Musial.