I can tell you how to get what you want: You’ve just got to keep a thing in view and go for it and never let your eyes wander to right or left or up or down. And looking back is fatal.
I think love is serious. It’s like an invention: sometimes it lies deep down inside you, great and quiet – and at other times it racks you and keeps you from sleeping.
Don’t be a genius, my son, it isn’t good for anybody.
Any human love a man gets he can make fill his life. It’s like the grain of mustard-seed.
In France the men all live in cafes, the children are all put out to nurse, and the women, saving the respect of mademoiselle – well, the less said about them the better.