Life is painful, nasty and short... in my case it has only been painful and nasty.

Sometimes to be utterly innocent,” he went on, “would be to be utterly unknown, particularly to oneself.

Well, isn’t Bohemia a place where everyone is as good as everyone else – and must not a waiter be a little less than a waiter to be a good Bohemian?

She was one of the most unimportantly wicked women of her time – because she could not let her time alone, and yet could never be a part of it.

The heart of the jealous knows the best and the most satisfying love, that of the other’s bed, where the rival perfects the lover’s imperfections. Fancy gallops to take part in that duel, unconstrained by any certain articulation of the laws of that unseen game.

Have you ever loved someone and it became yourself?

Everything we can’t bear in this world, some day we find in one person, and love it all at once.

We are beginning to wonder whether a servant girl hasn’t the best of it after all. She knows how the salad tastes without the dressing, and she knows how life’s lived before it gets to the parlor door.

I have been loved,′ she said, ’by something strange, and it has forgotten me.

Robin is not in your life, you are in her dream, you’ll never get out of it. And why does Robin feel innocent? Every bed she leaves, without caring, fills her heart with peace and happiness. She has made her “escape” again. That’s why she can’t “put herself in another’s place,” she herself is the only “position”; so she resents it when you reproach her with what she had done. She knows she is innocent because she can’t do anything in relation to anyone but herself.