A little too much is just enough for me.

I'm not willing just to be tolerated. That wounds my love of love and of liberty.

Elegance ceases to exist when it is noticed.

The preservation of friendship is seen as opportunism. You are required to be in one camp or the other. You are enjoined to cut your heartstrings if they extend across the barricade.

The hot hall full of painted girls and American soldiers is a saloon in some Western film. This noise drenches us, wakens us to do something else. It shows us a lost path.

True realism consists in revealing the surprising things which habit keeps covered and prevents us from seeing.

The actual tragedies of life bear no relation to one's preconceived ideas. In the event, one is always bewildered by their simplicity, their grandeur of design, and by that element of the bizarre which seems inherent in them.