Modesty was made for the ugly.

Yes I have loved, as no one on earth ever loved, with an insensate and furious love, so violent that I wonder it did not break my heart

Those horses must have been Spanish jennets, born of mares mated with a zephyr; for they went as swiftly as the wind, and the moon, which had risen at our departure to give us light, rolled through the sky like a wheel detached from its carriage.

The cat makes himself the companion of your hours of solitude, melancholy and toil.

To love is to admire with the heart; to admire is to love with the mind.

Who can believe that there is no soul behind those luminous eyes!

Art is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of execution.