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1 " And yet, because I am without a doubt mortal, I have the troubling desire to do good, to please, to communicate my warmth, to still be very beautiful sometimes to inspire a taste for beauty. I know that these times are not fertile in grace...I am afraid tomorrow the grace of woman...may be recognized as a public utility & be socialized to the point of becoming a banal article, a bazaar object like in '93 & that one will find types of tender or amusing women with millions of copies like the creations of the big...fashion stores where it is always the same thing. I want to affirm the superiority of the god over that of the organizer of concerts for the poor. "
― Rachilde , The Juggler
2 " Ah! A man who doesn't know how to watch love is so silly. You really need a lesson. "
3 " I am like a little child naked in a strong wind. I have a fever, I shiver, I'm too hot or too cold. My lips retain the unusual fruity taste of your mouth, & the bitter taste of your saliva lingers on my tongue, making me find everything I eat bland, sickening since nothing is as good as your love. "
4 " The gods are alone, and when they stroll, by chance, on earth, they are pathological cases or buffoons, or histrions...who are despised! "
5 " For the greatest happiness of women is to be right one day, one hour, one second after being wrong all their lives...apparently. "
6 " Avarice is a closed door, you don't know what's happening behind it, & before knocking you feel anxious. "
