Life would be so wonderful if we only knew what to do with it.

It is bitter to think of one's best years disappearing in this unpolished country.

The story of my life is about back entrances, side doors, secret elevators and other ways of getting in and out of places so that people won't bother me.

I like the sea: we understand one another. It is always yearning, sighing for something it cannot have; and so am I.

All alike, you men. You only want the satisfaction of being through with us first, that's all. So far I've had the good fortune of beating you to it. So I am heartless.

There are some who want to get married and others who don't. I have never had an impulse to go to the altar. I am a difficult person to lead.

It could be so beautiful here if the Americans themselves had not made it so ugly with their big buildings, their millions of cars, and noise.