In love, as in finance, only the rich can get credit.

One partner is always more in love than the other.

For what are we looking for if not to please? I do not know if the desire to attract others comes from a superabundance of vitality, possessiveness, or the hidden, unspoken need to be reassured.

After Proust, there are certain things that simply cannot be done again. He marks off for you the boundaries of your talent.

It isn't common sense that is paramount in this world, it's wishful thinking.

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.

I think the best way to waste time is to try to save time.