Monkeys are superior to men in this: when a monkey looks into a mirror, he sees a monkey.

In the distance, the gestures of animals look human, the gestures of human beings bestial.

The flower in the vase smiles, but no longer laughs.

Our expression and our words never coincide, which is why the animals don't understand us.

In mixed company women practise a kind of visual shorthand that they later decode in detail in other women's company.

Laughter is regional: a smile extends over the whole face.

Art is nature speeded up and God slowed down.