There is only one good thing in life, and that is love. And how you misunderstand it! how you spoil it! You treat it as something solemn like a sacrament, or something to be bought, like a dress.

We are accustomed to use our eyes only with the memory of what other people before us have thought about the object we are looking at.

Of all the passions, the only one that seems respectable to me is the passion for food

Broad daylight does not encourage the apprehension of horror.

The public is composed of numerous groups whose cry to us writers is: 'Comfort me.' 'Amuse me.' 'Touch my sympathies.' 'Make me sad.' 'Make me dream.' 'Make me laugh.' 'Make me shiver.' 'Make me weep.' 'Make me think.'

And taking her friend’s hand, she put it on her breast, on that firm round covering of a woman’s heart which the male often finds so satisfying that he makes no attempt to find what lies beneath it.

I entered literary life as a meteor, and I shall leave it like a thunderbolt.