When I was at school I used to scream in trains, in those concertina things between the carriages. I used to try to be so good that sometimes I couldn't bear it any more.

My mother was right: When you've got nothing left, all you can do is get into silk underwear and start reading Proust.

But who wants an easy life ? It's boring !

I'd rather live on my own than live with a face that looks at me with the wrong eyes.

My look is a cocktail. I'm not as nicely turned out as the french, but I don't care like the English.

Keep smiling - it takes 10 years off!

Any film I see at two o'clock in afternoon with my mother seems to cast a strange spell that means we both come out sobbing.

When I made mistakes, people used to laugh. I could have learnt better, but I've always liked to make people laugh.

Everything I wear doesnt put me in the league of women. If I were a boy, I could look a lot prettier than a lot of boys I know.

If you fall in love with a country and its people, that makes any country warm to you.

People always like things that seem exotic.

When I think of all the harm [the Bible] has done, I despair of ever writing anything to equal it.

Will you have the courage to obey the voice of God?

Writers are like actors too. For every story we create, we must get under the skin of the characters and role play with our writing.

Photography has no dark sides!

If Jesus Christ came back today, He and I would get into our brown corduroys and go to the nearest jean store and overturn the racks of blue denim.

We will each face times of difficulty, and the question is not when we will face them but how we will face them.

Pleasure is nothing else but the intermission of pain, the enjoying of something I am in great trouble for till I have it.

When we see our enemies and friends gliding away before us, let us not forget that we are subject to the general law of mortality, and shall soon be where our doom will be fixed forever.

Today is the tomorrow you were promised yesterday.

I am the Prince of Wales; and think not, Percy, To share with me in glory any more: Two stars keep not their motion in one sphere.