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

For this was the round of love: fear which leads on desire, tenderness and fury, and that brutal anguish which triumphantly follows pleasure.

A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you.

A love affair based on jealousy is doomed from the start ... It is certanly a sign of love, but it's a sign that it's already dying.

There are moments when you feel trapped, ill at ease. A year later the same feeling can turn out to be the theme of a book.

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.

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.