Love Is Three Quarters Curiosity.

Love Is Only A Feeling Of Curiousity More Or Less Intense, Grafted Upon The Inclination Placed In Us By Nature That The Species May Be Preserved.

To Kiss : An Attempt To Absorb The Essence Of The Other Person.

The Reader Of These Memoirs Will Discover That I Never Had Any Fixed Aim Before My Eyes, And That My System, If It Can Be Called A System, Has Been To Glide Away Unconcernedly On The Stream Of Life, Trusting To The Wind Wherever It Led.

It Is Only Necessary To Have Courage, For Strength Without Self-confidence Is Useless.

Love Is A Great Poet, Its Resources Are Inexhaustible, But If The End It Has In View Is Not Obtained, It Feels Weary And Remains Silent.