I want nothing from love, in short, but love.

Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet.

Total absence of humor renders life impossible.

Never touch a butterfly's wing with your finger.

The day after that wedding night I found that a distance of a thousand miles, abyss and discovery and irremediable metamorphosis, separated me from the day before.

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

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