How describe the delicate thing that happens when a brilliant insect alights on a flower? Words, with their weight, fall upon the picture like birds of prey.
Jules RenardHow many people have wanted to kill themselves, and have been content with tearing up their photograph!
Jules RenardLife is what our character makes it. We fashion it, as a snail does its shell. A man can say: I never made a fortune because it is not in my character to be rich.
Jules Renard