"I was born under an unlucky star. I love France and I am not French. I am English and I can't like England. My father…"

"I'm not logical. I'm infected with the romantic fever. It began in my teens when I read Baudelaire in secret, in a co…"

"Men smell of leather. … The leather of huntsmen, furniture movers, porters."

"Just once in my life a man tried to embrace me. It was horrible! He had big boots, a heavy belt, huge gloves. Faugh! …"

"What a disgrace to live at the beginning of the 20th century. … One is always influenced by one's own time. And ours …"

"Déesse à qui plaît la ruine des roses, Prolonge la nuit !"

"L’herbe de l’été pâlit sous le soleil. La rose, expirant sous les âpres ravages Des chaleurs, languit vers l’ombre, e…"

"She makes me doubt my own sex."

"I have more confidence in the charity which begins in the home and diverges into a large humanity, than in the worldw…"

"As the rolling stone gathers no moss, so the roving heart gathers no affections."