She wanted to die, but she also wanted to live in Paris.

They took each other's advice, opened one book, went over to another, then did not know what to decide when opinions diverged so widely.

The hearts of women are like those little pieces of furniture with secret hiding - places, full of drawers fitted into each other; you go a lot of trouble, break your nails, and in the bottom find some withered flower, a few grains of dust - or emptiness!

Life must be a constant education; one must learn everything, from speaking to dying.

One can be the master of what one does, but never of what one feels.

One must always hope when one is desperate, and doubt when one hopes.

I spent the morning putting in a comma and the afternoon removing it.