Back home everyone said I didn't have any talent. They might be saying the same thing over here, but it sounds better in French.

Pleasure without joy is as hollow as passion without tenderness.

For a painter, the Mecca of the world for study, for inspiration, and for living is here on this star called Paris. Just look at it. No wonder so many artists have come here and called it home. Brother, if you can't paint in Paris, you'd better give up and marry the boss's daughter.

Back home everyone said I didn't have any talent. They might be saying the same thing over here, but it sounds better in French.

Don't let it be forgot, that once there was a spot, for one brief shining moment, that was known as Camelot.

It's not a pretty face, I grant you. But underneath its flabby exterior is an enormous lack of character.

I could have danced all night!