It's midnight. One half of Paris is making love to the other half.
Every one of us lives this life just once, if we are honest, to live once is enough.
I've always wanted two lives - one for the movies, one for myself.
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.
I'm not always sincere. One can't be in this world, you know.
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.