“Love is not only a feeling, it is also an art. A simple word, a sensitive precaution, a mere nothing reveal to a woman the sublime artist who can touch her heart without withering it.”

A jealous husband doesnt doubt his wife, but himself.

Death is as unexpected in his caprice as a courtesan in her disdain; but death is truer – Death has never forsaken any man.

A lover teaches a wife all her husband has kept from her.

The duration of passion is proportionate with the original resistance of the woman.

Every moment of happiness requires a great amount of Ignorance.

Those who spend too fast never grow rich.

As a rule, only the poor are generous. Rich people can always find excellent reasons for not handing over twenty thousand francs to a relative.

Woman is closer to angels than man because she knows how to mingle an infinite tenderness with the most absolute compassion.

To live in the presence of great truths and eternal laws, to be led by permanent ideals – that is what keeps a man patient when the world ignores him, and calm and unspoiled when the world praises him.

Do you know what is the hardest thing in life? To make a choice.

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

The greatest tyranny is to love I where we are not loved again.

Gratitude is a fool’s word; we find it in the dictionary, but it is not in the heart of man.

Though the human heart may have to pause for rest when climbing the heights of affection it rarely stops on the slippery slope of hatred.

A courage which looks easy & yet is rare; the courage of a teacher repeating day after day the same lessons – the least rewarded of all forms of courage.

Poetry is only born after painful journeys into the vast regions of thought.

We become immortal through our art.

The challenge is to practice politics as the art of making what appears to be impossible, possible.

There art two cardinal sins from which all others spring: Impatience and Laziness.

You were my muse until you chose silence and I lost my talent.

Modern paintings are like women, you’ll never enjoy them if you try to understand them.

The art of crisis management is to raise the stakes to where the adversary will not follow, but in a manner that avoids a tit for tat.

Every artist is an unhappy lover. And unhappy lovers want to tell their story.

My life is a creative act–like a painting, or a concerto.