The Louvre is a morgue; you go there to identify your friends.

I know that poetry is indispensable, but to what I could not say.

We must believe in luck. For how else can we explain the success of those we don't like.

Tact in audacity is knowing how far you can go without going too far.

I have lost my seven best friends, which is to say God has had mercy on me seven times without realizing it. He lent a friendship, took it from me, sent me another.

I believe in luck: how else can you explain the success of those you dislike?