I Don't Want People To Love Me.

I Don't Want People To Love Me. It Makes For Obligations.

Everything Ends This Way In France — Everything. Weddings, Christenings, Duels, Burials, Swindlings, Diplomatic Affairs — Everything Is A Pretext For A Good Dinner.

We Have Found Other Terms Far Less Vague Than The Old Ones To Designate The Same Complaints. It's A Great Advance Linguistically.

Nobody Has A More Sacred Obligation To Obey The Law Than Those Who Make The Law.

Tragedy Is Clean, It Is Restful, It Is Flawless.