But what is the heart, madame? It's worth less than people think. it's quite accommodating, it accepts anything. You give it whatever you have, it's not very particular. But the body... Ha! That's something else again! It has a cultivated taste, as they say, it knows what it wants. A heart doesn't choose, and one always ends up by loving.

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

There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine.

Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you.

If he's getting married, he's not longer interesting.

Total absence of humor renders life impossible.

What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner.