For in Paris, whenever God puts a pretty woman there (the streets), the Devil, in reply, immediately puts a fool to keep her.

Yet, whether to the glory or to the shame of human nature, in what we call pleasure (with an excess of scorn, perhaps) there are abysses as deep as those of love.

They had...finished their lives before their death – which is not always the end of life and often comes long before the end.

Beauty is single. Only ugliness is multiple, and even then its multiplicity is soon exhausted.

Men are all the same. Novelty amongst themselves displeases and upsets them – but if the novelty is wearing a skirt, they go crazy f

He was terrified by the sublime horror of it, for intensity of feeling, carried to this degree, is sublime. ("A Woman's Vengeance")

Some people wish they were as happy as or happy like some people think they are.

The ideal has many names and beauty is but one of them.

Luck is flow and force. There's no power that can fully take that into account, fate is still wavering.

We must seek the spirituality of the soul, to find our sacred-path.

I'm just a glutton for spas and messages. And I love to surf and hike.

The senator got so tired on the campaign trail that he started kissing hands and shaking babies.

I wanted so badly to study ballet, but it was really all about wearing the tutu.

All our anxieties relate to time.

I got a new shadow. I had to get rid of the other one – it wasn’t doing what I was doing.

I don't have time to be negative.