Happiness is not essential to the artist; happiness never creates anything but memories. - Frank Harris

Casanova! My dear man, Casanova is not worthy to untie my bootstrings!

Shaw's relations with women have always been gallant, coy even. The number he has surrendered to physically have been few – perhaps not half a dozen in all – the first man to have cut a path through the theatre and left it strewn with virgins.

Frank Harris has no feelings. It is the secret of his success. Just as the fact that he thinks other people have none either is the secret of the failure that lies in wait for him somewhere on the way of Life.