Blushing, palpitations, a bad conscience--this is what you get if you haven't sinned.

I and my public understand each other very well: it does not hear what I say, and I don't say what it wants to hear.

A poem is good until one knows by whom it is.

Solitude would be ideal if you could pick the people to avoid.

Ingratitude is often disproportionate to the benefaction received.

Cosmetics is the science of a woman's cosmos.

I can say with pride that I have spent days and nights not reading anything, and that with unflagging energy I use every moment toacquire gradually an encyclopedic lack of education.