Down the long and silent street, The dawn, with silver-sandaled feet, Crept like a frightened girl.

Like all people who try to exhaust a subject, he exhausted his listeners.

To live in this world is a rare thing; most people just exist.

The world seemed to me fine because you were in it, and goodness more real because you lived.

For an artist to marry his model is as fatal as for a gourmet to marry his cook: the one gets no sittings, and the other gets no dinners.

To get into the best society, nowadays, one has either to feed people, amuse people, or shock people - that is all!

It would leave no room for developments and I intend to develop in many directions.