If you find a dagger planted by your pillow tomorrow morning – let the criminal who put it there beware!
If you confront anyone who has lied with the truth, they usually admit it – often out of sheer surprise. It is only necessary to guess right to produce your effect.
I know human nature, my friend, and I tell you that, suddenly confronted with the possibility of being tried for murder, the most innocent person will lose their head and do the most absurd things.
How absurd to call youth the time of happiness – youth, the time of greatest vulnerability!
Every woman makes a fool of herself once in her life.
Ah, mais c’est anglais ça, everything in black and white, everything clear-cut and well defined. But life, it is not like that, Mademoiselle. There are the things that are not yet, but which cast their shadow before.
A mirror shows the truth, but everyone stands in a different place for looking into the mirror.
Youth is so vulnerable. It is so ruthless – so sure. So generous and so demanding.
Youth is a failing only too easily outgrown.
Young men are sadly degenerate nowadays.
You’ve got to break down and destroy before you can build up.
You won’t turn people into angels by appealing to their better natures just yet awhile – but by judicious force you can coerce them into behaving more or less decently to one another to go on with.
