(Non! Rien de rien.... Non, je ne regrette rien! Ni le bien qu'on m'a fait, Ni le mal. Tout ça m'est bien égal!) No, I regret no...thing.... Neither the good nor the bad, It's all the same for me.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Se bella piu satore, je notre so catore, Je notre qui cavore, je la qu', la qui, la quai!... Le spinash or le busho, cigaretto toto bello, Ce rakish spagoletto, si la tu, la tu, la tua! Senora pelefima, voulez-vous le taximeter, La zionta sur le tita, tu le tu le tu le wa!LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The literary female, unsatisfied, agitated, empty in her heart and belly, always listening with pained curiosity to the imperative... which whispers out of the depths of her organism, "aut liberi aut libri"Mthe literary female, sufficiently educated to understand the voice of nature even when it speaks Latin, and yet sufficiently vain and goose enough to speak secretly to herself in French, "je me verrai, je me lirai, je m'extasierai et je dirai: Possible, que j'aie eu tant d'esprit?"LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
It takes that je ne sais quoi which we call sophistication for a woman to be magnificent in a drawing-room when her faculties have... departed but she herself has not yet gone home.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
... how I understand that love of living, of being in this wonderful, astounding world even if one can look at it only through the... prison bars of illness and suffering! Plus je vois, the more I am thrilled by the spectacle.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
I am black: I am the incarnation of a complete fusion with the world, an intuitive understanding of the earth, an abandonment of m...y ego in the heart of the cosmos, and no white man, no matter how intelligent he may be, can ever understand Louis Armstrong and the music of the Congo.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »