The happiness of people who are in love and who are loved shows in their faces. They have an expression that's at once very far away and very much part of the present.

There is a certain age when a woman must be beautiful to be loved, and then there comes a time when she must be loved to be beautiful.

I did not find him absurd. I saw he was kind, that he was on the verge of real love. I thought it would be nice for me to be in love with him, too.

I shall live badly if I do not write, and I shall write badly if I do not live.

If you don't have imagination you're lost. But it's a virtue that's becoming increasingly rare, especially in its higher form: spontaneity. Mad, happy spontaneity.

People respect unhappiness and find it especially hard to forgive success.

Every time I see a film about Joan of Arc I'm convinced she'll get away with it. It's the only way to get through life.