Why grab possessions like thieves, or divide them like socialists when you can ignore them like wise men?

Paris has always seemed to me to be the only city in which one can live as one sees fit.

Might I be the one I am looking for?

Avoid that romantic trap: saying more than you feel, forcing yourself to feel more than you've said!

Indiscretion has always seemed to me to be one of the privileges of tact.

All expression, all art, is an indiscretion we commit against ourselves. This is not an 'impoverishment' but an increase in wealth, for it is in this way that we make the short hours of our lives live on beyond themselves.

We are nearly all composed of such a complex mixture of human qualities that in each one of us reside both masculine and feminine principles: what man is without any female attribute and what woman never demonstrates any masculine characteristics?