So now, whenever I despair, I no longer expect my end, but some bit of luck, some commonplace little miracle which, like a glittering link, will mend again the necklace of my days.

It is wise to apply the oil of refined politeness to the mechanisms of friendship.

In the matter of furnishing, I find a certain absence of ugliness far worse than ugliness.

I believe there are more urgent and honorable occupations than the incomparable waste of time we call suffering.

If we want to be sincere, we must admit that there is a well-nourished love and an ill-nourished love. And the rest is literature.

I am going away with him to an unknown country where I shall have no past and no name, and where I shall be born again with a new face and an untried heart.

At the top of the iron staircase leading to the stage, the good, dry, dusty warmth wraps me round like a comfortable dirty cloak.