My little dog—a heartbeat at my feet.
Do you remember what you said to me once? That you could help me only by loving me? Well-you did love me for a moment; and it helped me. It has always helped me.
Genius is of small use to a woman who does not know how to do her hair.
There are two ways of spreading light: to be the candle or the mirror that reflects it.
Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
The only way not to think about money is to have a great deal of it.
True originality consists not in a new manner but in a new vision.
After all, one knows one's weak points so well, that it's rather bewildering to have the critics overlook them and invent others.
A classic is classic not because it conforms to certain structural rules, or fits certain definitions (of which its author had quite probably never heard). It is classic because of a certain eternal and irrepressible freshness.
Art is on the side of the oppressed. Think before you shudder at the simplistic dictum and its heretical definition of the freedom of art. For if art is freedom of the spirit, how can it exist within the oppressors?