When one misses an opportunity one is apt to fancy that another will never present itself.

... I will never love, for I should never be loved as I desire to be loved.

When I die my death will be caused by indignation at the stupidity of human nature.

Art just consists in making us swallow the commonplaces by charming us eternally.

Let us love dogs; let us love only dogs! Men and cats are unworthy creatures.

one life would not suffice, mine especially. To touch everything and leave nothing after oneself! Ah! my God! I hope better than that. Ah! I am very cowardly, and under the blow of such a terror I am ready to believe in priests.

They who see only what they wish to see in those around them are very fortunate.