It's midnight. One half of Paris is making love to the other half.
I don't like writers. They're dangerous people.
It is bitter to think of one's best years disappearing in this unpolished country.
I have made enough faces.
[When asked if she believed in "women's lib":] Not really. Not when I see what most of them look like.
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.