“unbroken happiness is a bore: it should have ups and downs.”

It’s an odd job, making decent people laugh.

Oh, I may be devout, but I am human all the same.

Words and deeds are far from being one. Much that is talked about is left undone.

Outside of Paris, there is no hope for the cultured.

Of all human foibles love of living is the most powerful.

He must have killed a lot of men to have made so much money.

How strange it is to see with how much passion People see things only in their own fashion!

If you make yourself understood, you’re always speaking well.

There is no fate more distressing for an artist than to have to show himself off before fools, to see his work exposed to the criticism of the vulgar and ignorant.

Although I am a pious man, I am not the less a man.

Perfect reason flees all extremity, and leads one to be wise with sobriety.

A husband is a plaster that cures all the ills of girlhood.

I find medicine is the best of all trades because whether you do any good or not you still. Get your money.

Solitude terrifies the soul at twenty.

We are easily duped by those we love.

Innocence is not accustomed to blush.

We experience boredom, which is nothing elses than the feeling of unease that take hold of us when our spirit is not absorbed by the mirages of life.

When we were starting off as kids, just the idea of maybe going to do this as a living instead of getting what we thought was going to be a boring job, was exciting.

I mean, give me a guitar, give me a piano, give me a broom and string, I wouldn’t get bored anywhere.

If you could play, I’d play with you all night. But if I’m just playing by myself, it gets boring pretty quick.

The essence of life is the smile of round female bottoms, under the shadow of cosmic boredom.

A story with a moral appended is like the bill of a mosquito. It bores you, and then injects a stinging drop to irritate your conscience.

Conversation. What is it? A Mystery! It’s the art of never seeming bored, of touching everything with interest, of pleasing with trifles, of being fascinating with nothing at all.

I wanted to make good records. But my problem is I’ve got a low boredom threshold, so I wanted it to look and sound different with each album, which is really tantamount to suicide