Once upon a time there was an old country, wrapped up in habit and caution. We have to transform our old France into a new country and marry it to its time.

I'm not at all embarrassed to be a revolutionary.

How can anyone govern a nation that has two hundred and forty-six different kinds of cheese?

There can be no prestige without mystery, for familiarity breeds contempt.

A great country worthy of the name does not have any friends.

I might have had trouble saving France in 1946 - I didn't have television then.

You'll live. Only the best get killed.