He seems the incarnation of everything soft and silky and velvety, without a sharp edge in his composition, a dreamer whose philosophy is sleep and let sleep.

I love Americans, but not when they try to talk French. What a blessing it is that they never try to talk English.

I hate babies. They're so human.

Romance at short notice was her speciality.

The young have aspirations that never come to pass, the old have reminiscences of what never happened.

Great Socialist statesmen aren't made, they're still-born.

In baiting a mousetrap with cheese, always leave room for the mouse.