That lovely voice; how I should weep for joy if I could hear it now!

You must not pity me because my sixtieth year finds me still astonished. To be astonished is one of the surest ways of not growing old too quickly.

Smokers, male and female, inject and excuse idleness in their lives every time they light a cigarette.

A happy childhood is poor preparation for human contacts.

When she raises her eyelids it's as if she were taking off all her clothes.

My true friends have always given me that supreme proof of devotion, a spontaneous aversion for the man I loved.

- and how time flies! What, has it already been twenty years, already forty years that we are together? Why, how terrible! We haven't yet said all we wanted to say to each other... May we have a little respite, or else may we be allowed to begin all over again!