The Myth Of Bardot Is Finished, But

I Have Not Always Loved Wisely, But I Was Young.

On The Outside One Is A Star. But In Reality, One Is Completely Alone, Doubting Everything. To Experience This Loneliness Of Soul Is The Hardest Thing In The World.

There Is A Certain Dignity To Being French.

I Tried To Make Myself As Pretty As Possible And Even Then I Thought I Was Ugly. I Found It Madly Difficult To Go Out, To Show Myself.

If I Could Do Anything About The Way People Behave Towards Each Other, I Would, But Since I Can't, I'll Stick To Animals.