I have done so many things in my life," she said to the mirror. "Evil things, perhaps. But never unattentively, never wastefully...was I wrong?

It’s only with great vulgarity that you can achieve real refinement, only out of bawdry that you can get tenderness.

Sorrow is implicit in love as gravitation is implicit in mass.

Let us define 'man' as a poet perpetually conspiring against himself.

Lovers can find nothing to say to each other that has not been said and unsaid a thousand times over. Kisses were invented to translate such nothings into wounds

Old age is an insult. It's like being smacked.

An idea is like a rare bird which cannot be seen. What one sees is the trembling of the branch it has just left.