... love always betrays its intentions.

One should make one's life a mosaic. Let the general design be good, the colors lively, and the materials diversified.

there are no nationalities in heaven.

that sunlight of the dead which is called literature.

Words express only the feelings we know already.

marriage was a calamity, but it was not an occupation.

Children never grow tired; their likes and dislikes are constant; let them laugh at something once and they laugh always; do what you will, they are sure to say, 'Do it again!

those two wholesome defects of the French people, malice and curiosity, both of which are essential to its greatness.

The birth of love is always accompanied by the idea of solitude. A single being appears, and the rest of the world grows empty.

history ... a sort of immortality turned upside down. Her life stretched backwards through ten centuries.

The affairs of the royal house form a subject of conversation for those who, as a rule, would have no conversation.

I am exactly who I am choosing to be. Should I change my choice, the universe will always be there to assist me.

I wish everybody would go back into the closet.

False fancy brings real misery.

I mean a lot of people think Im 19. I get carded all the time and no one think Im legal, like in the bedroom

Study Bach. There you will find everything.

The schoolteacher is certainly underpaid as a childminder, but ludicrously overpaid as an educator.

What exactly was your plan here, Mr. Andrews? To just walk in and flash your little smile, no questions asked?

The vine that has grown old on an old tree falls with the ruin of that tree, and through that bad companionship must perish with it.

[The] whirlwind fife-and-drum of the storm bends the salt marsh grass, disturbs stars in the sky and the star on the steeple; it is a privilege to see so much confusion.

We have to stop judging people who are struggling with their weight.