“You’ve been friends with a woman for ten years and still call her ‘Miss’. An hour ago you saw a woman for the first time who gave herself to you, and whose name you don’t even know, and you’re on first-name basis. I wonder, is the body the only means of getting to one’s soul?”

“There is this dirty trick life plays on you: the more a man and a woman love each other, the fewer the secrets of their bodies and, because of suspicion, the more the secrets of the soul.”

Watching Life, 1930