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

I dreamt of being a writer once I started to read. I started to write 'Bonjour Tristesse' in bistros around the Sorbonne. I finished it, I sent it to editors. It was accepted.

Houses are for private living, for friends, and for dogs.

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.

The questions I would have liked to ask people were: ‘Are you in love? What are you reading?

If you treat life well, life is usually good to you. And I love life. There's a long-standing affair between us.

I found myself both touched and irritated by the discovery that she was vulnerable.