Occupation: Novelist Birth: January 28, 1873 Death: August 3, 1954
Be happy. It's one way of being wise..
Time spent with a cat is never wasted..
You will do foolish things, but do them with enthusiasm..
It is not a bad thing that children should occasionally, and politely, put parents in their place..
Our perfect companions never have fewer than four feet..
A woman who thinks she is intelligent demands the same rights as man. An intelligent woman gives up..
No one asked you to be happy. Get to work..
Chance, my master and my friend, will, I feel sure, deign once again to send me the spirits of his unruly kingdom. All my trust is now in him- and in….
By an image we hold on to our lost treasures, but it is the wrenching loss that forms the image, composes, binds the bouquet..
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine..
It's so curious: one can resist tears and 'behave' very well in the hardest hours of grief. But then someone makes you a friendly sign behind a windo….
I went to collect the few personal belongings which...I held to be invaluable: my cat, my resolve to travel, and my solitude..
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time..
Hope costs nothing..
Look for a long time at what pleases you, and a longer time at what pains you..
Among all the modernized aspects of the most luxurious of industries, the model, a vestige of voluptuous barbarianism, is like some plunder-laden pre….
There are days when solitude, for someone my age, is a heady wine that intoxicates you with freedom, others when it is a bitter tonic, and still othe….
Books, books, books. It was not that I read so much. I read and re-read the same ones. But all of them were necessary to me. Their presence, their sm….
There is no need to waste pity on young girls who are having their moments of disillusionment, for in another moment they will recover their illusion..
What a wonderful life I've had! I only wish I'd realized it sooner..
I love my past, I love my present. I am not ashamed of what I have had, and I am not sad because I no longer have it..