Fame compensates for a column of wants.

The only real rival of love is Art, for that in itself is a deep personal passion, its function an act of creation, fed by some mysterious perversion of sex, and demanding all the imagination's activities.

The grief of childhood is terrible while it lasts, it is so abandoned and so all-possessing.

Writing was my real life and I was more at home with the people of my imagination than with the best I met in the objective world.

In times of panic man seems to exchange his soul for a tail.

Never trust a woman who will not lie about her age after thirty. She is unwomanly and unhuman and there is no knowing what crimes she will commit.

stoicism is the fundamental characteristic of the French.