There is love of course. And then there's life, its enemy.

I spit on your happiness! I spit on your idea of life--that life that must go on, come what may. You are all like dogs that lick everything they smell. You with your promise of a humdrum happiness--provided a person doesn't ask much of life. I want everything of life, I do; and I want it now! I want it total, complete: otherwise I reject it! I will not be moderate. I will not be satisfied with the bit of cake you offer me if I promise to be a good little girl. I want to be sure of everything this very day; sure that everything will be as beautiful as when I was a little girl. If not, I want to die!

Talent is a faucet. When it is on, one must write. Inspiration is a farce that poets have invented to give themselves importance.

It bothered me that whatever was waiting wasn't waiting for me

Beauty is one of the rare things which does not lead to doubt of God.

A good actor must never be in love with anyone but himself.

When you are forty half of you belongs to the past. . . And when you are seventy nearly all of you.

We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck and ask anyone the house is never burgled and the ship never goes down.

The object of art is to give life a shape.

The object of art is to give life a shape.

Things are beautiful if you love them.

Things are beautiful if you love them.

To say yes you have to sweat and roll up your sleeves and plunge both hands into life up to the elbows. It is easy to say no even if saying no means death.

Until the day of his death no man can be sure of his courage.

True miracles are created by men when they use the courage and intelligence that God gave them.

To say yes you have to sweat and roll up your sleeves and plunge both hands into life up to the elbows. It is easy to say no even if saying no means death.

Until the day of his death no man can be sure of his courage.

God! Is there anything uglier than a frightened man!

Every man thinks God is on his side. The rich and powerful know he is.

Love is above all else the gift of oneself.

Love is above all the gift of oneself.

What you get free costs too much.

I like reality. It tastes of bread.

Our entire life ... consists ultimately in accepting ourselves as we are.

Each of us has a day ... when he has to accept finally the fact that he is a man.

One cannot weep for the entire world. It is beyond human strength. One must choose.

We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck and ... the house is never burgled and the ship never goes down.

We poison our lives with fear of burglary and shipwreck and the house is never burgled and the ship never goes down.