And so for a couple of years my life was divided between my music and my school books.

It is strange how in some things honest people can be dishonest without the slightest compunction.

As I look back now I can see that I was a perfect little aristocrat.

When one has seen something of the world and human nature, one must conclude, after all, that between people in like stations of life there is very little difference the world over.

When we arrived in London, my sadness at leaving Paris was turned into despair. After my long stay in the French capital, huge, ponderous, massive London seemed to me as ugly a thing as man could contrive to make.

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered, We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered.

Americans are immensely popular in Paris; and this is not due solely to the fact that they spend lots of money there, for they spend just as much or more in London, and in the latter city they are merely tolerated because they do spend.