Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.

There is something inexpressibly charming in falling in love and, surely, the whole pleasure lies in the fact that love isn't lasting.

It is a long road from conception to completion.

I prefer a pleasant vice to an annoying virtue.

One cannot but mistrust a prospect of felicity: one must enjoy it before one can believe in it.

I want to be distinguished from the rest; to tell the truth, a friend to all mankind is not a friend for me.

One should eat to live, not live to eat.