Beauty makes idiots sad and wise men merry.

It is also said of me that I now and then contradict myself. Yes, I improve wonderfully as time goes on.

A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.

Great drama is the souvenir of the adventure of a master among the pieces of his own soul.

The most loyal and faithful woman indulges her imagination in a hypothetical liaison whenever she dons a new street frock for the first time.

Like everybody else, when I don't know what else to do, I seem to go in for catching colds.

A broken heart is a monument to a love that will never die; fulfillment is a monument to a love that is already on its deathbed.