As a woman I have no country. As a woman my country is the whole world.
One should aim, seriously, at disregarding ups and downs; a compliment here, silence there ... the central fact remains stable, which is the fact of my own pleasure in the art.
Soup is cuisines kindest course
For nothing was simply one thing.
Blame it or praise it, there is no denying the wild horse in us.
Alone, condemned, deserted, as those who are about to die are alone, there was a luxury in it, an isolation full of sublimity; a freedom which the attached can never know