How many cars do I have? Do I also have to count the Volvos?
His shiny ice flashes like the sword of Athens in the setting French evening sun.
No matter how many grains of gold I serve you, you keep eating oatmeal, and I can’t become my problem.
When you tear out a man’s tongue, you are not proving, him a liar: you’re only telling the world that you fear what he might say.
You have to take the wrinkles that come. And all those who get their skin sprayed and look like wounded warriors for a long time, become very little prettier, but look so sour. The smile is actually the best face-lift, I think.
I knew we had to drive on cobblestones, but I didn’t know they had thrown them down from a helicopter.
When you get as old as I am and no longer have a husband or dog, and the children have long since left home, you can sit and get a little wiser by thinking. Then it’s time to edit your memories and start looking at your life again. First come the regrets, then come the wrongs you’ve done, mistakes you’ve made – and all the things you can sit and brood over if you’re already in a bad mood. But you can also understand people and contexts in a new way.
In the past, we learned to cope with challenges ourselves. Today, a lot of people younger than me are not resistant to the vicissitudes and emotional challenges of life. If you’ve been told all your life that it’s the others who should spoil you and keep you free of problems, you’re probably a very sober person emotionally.
It’s okay to be a little fucked up in the head. We all are. It’s only when you’re fucked up in the heart that makes you a piece of shit.
If the penalty for a crime is a fine, then that law only exists for the lower class.
I hate all those weathermen who tell you that rain is bad weather. There’s no such thing as bad weather, just the wrong clothing, so get yourself a sexy raincoat and live a little.
Instead of buying your children all the things you never had, you should teach them all the things you were never taught. Material wears out but knowledge stays.
life is like a box of chocolates you never know what you’re gonna get.
Sometimes, the wrong train takes you to the right station.
I need ammunition, not a ride.
If the heroes run and hide, who will stay and fight?
I am a bourgeois, but I am not a Left-woman. I was born a bourgeois, and I have always tried not to stand on a pedestal and say that I am a worker. That would be false talk. Nor during the many years when the red hirelings were around and held their noses at the thought of “Matador” and everything else I did. I’m not a peasant either. I was born a bourgeois, but that is why I can criticise the bourgeoisie and their shabby schemes, which I can easily see through.
If you live for weekends or vacations, your shit is broken.
I want to tell people how to live spiritually. After you’ve bought all your houses and clothes, you want something bigger.
Everything sounds deep when you don’t read books.
A developed country is not a place where the poor have cars. This is where the rich use public transport.
A man should only work 4 hours a day so he may have time to devote himself to the arts and sciences.
Too much learning can crack even the freshest!
The pill is one of the biggest advances I’ve seen.
If someone says it’s raining and another person says it’s dry, it’s not your job to quote them both. Your job is to look out the fucking window and find out which is true.