How we keep these dead souls in our hearts. Each one of us carries within himself his necropolis.

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

One mustn't look at the abyss, because there is at the bottom an inexpressible charm which attracts us.

What baffled him was that there should be all this fuss about something so simple as love.

One day, I shall explode like an artillery shell and all my bits will be found on the writing table.

Coffee: Induces wit. Good only if it comes through Havre. After a big dinner party it is taken standing up. Take it without sugar - very swank: gives the impression you have lived in the East.

Always 'duty.' I am sick of the word. They are a lot of old blockheads in flannel vests and of old women with foot-warmers and rosaries who constantly drone into our ears 'Duty, duty!' Ah! by Jove! one's duty is to feel what is great, cherish the beautiful, and not accept all the conventions of society with the ignominy that it imposes upon us.