Last breath is rare, therefore expensive. However, we prefer to stay poor ... (Dernier soupir est rare, donc cher. - Pourtant, on préfère rester pauvre...)

The water shines only by the sun. And it is you who are my sun.

Rain on your body burned my heart. (Pluie sur ton corps - Brûla mon coeur.)

For him, she bends over backwards. It is origami of the heart. (Pour lui, elle se plie en quatre. - C'est l'origami du cœur)

The king who has the broad bean does not have one whole wafer. (Le roi qui a la fève - N'a la galette entière.)

Love is tears of joy, this is the baptism of fingers. (L'amour, c'est larme de joie, - C'est le baptême des doigts)

We have a thousand possible, but only one is the target. (Nous avons mille possibles, - Mais un seul est la cible)

The regrets are like yesterday: they announce only the future. (Les regrets sont comme hier: - Ils n'annoncent que le futur)

The memory of the dead is indeed a good remorse. (Le souvenir des morts - Est bien un bon remords)

Even Jesus, three days, died. Who is strong doesn't make the strong. (Même Jésus, trois jours, est mort. Qui est fort ne fait le fort)

Mystery of love is like digging water: everything closes. (Mystère de l'amour est comme - Creuser l'eau : tout se referme)

Let us therefore brace ourselves to our duties and so -bear ourselves that if the British Empire and its Commonwealth last for a thousand years men will still say "This was their finest hour."

Beauty and grace are performed whether or not we sense them.

Sainthood lies in the habit of referring the smallest actions to God.

In the fashion world, I was always an outsider, but I made people look good, so I had a career.

As a conductor I find the hardest tasks are to listen to the instinct of a musician and to hear the music behind the notes.

Chains of iron or of silk-both are chains.

I can't sleep with you tonight, baby, my head's all messed up, you've no idea. It's somewhere else and it's full of voices and songs and bad things.

I've never been somebody who blew up overnight, I've never been somebody who everyone talked about all at once, but I've had this really cool slow build.

I arrived in the middle of a press conference - as boring a thing to sit through if you don't know the language as it is if you do.

The work of a correct and regular writer is a garden accurately formed and diligently planted, varied with shades, and scented with flowers.