A self-made man is one who believes in luck and sends his son to Oxford.

She was able to feel active creation going on around her in the rocks and hills, where the mystery of lust took place; and in herself, where all was yet only the night of senses and wild dreams, the work of passion going on.

The French are a tremendously verbal race: they kill you with their assurances, their repetitions, their reasons, their platitudes, their formulae, their propositions, their solutions.

A lie is real; it aims at success. A liar is a realist.

Women have been brought up much like slaves, that is, to lie.

Intuition is not infallible; it only seems to be the truth. It is a message which we may interpret wrongly.

A woman is a hunter without a forest.