People are forever finding something wrong with you.
If I could do anything about the way people behave towards each other, I would, but since I can't, I'll stick to animals.
The myth of Bardot is finished, but Brigitte is me.
I am leaving the town to the invaders: increasingly numerous, mediocre, dirty, badly behaved, shameless tourists.
Vadim was both my teacher and my husband. I placed myself entirely in his hands.
I have found out that friendship is quite as important as love and it isn't any easier than love.